Karenina slept on and off for several days while she healed. Jefferson called in five different doctors to help her. Karenina's legs were broken, an arm was dislocated and part of her face was caved in. Rumpelstiltskin came in when he heard that she'd been hurt and he healed her face but he refused to do anything else.

"You need time to heal dearies," Rumpelstiltskin said as soon as he restored her face, "I heal her and she'll run out to fight again. You both have to face this together."

"I"m not sure we can," Jefferson whispered.

"You have to," Rumpelstiltksin told him almost gently...for him, "For your son's memory."

Knowing the baby's gender hit Jefferson hard in the chest and he practically locked himself in the room with Karenina and refused to talk to any of his servants.

Rumpelstiltskin didn't come back after that. Jefferson sat next to his wife as often as he could and slept on a pallet on the floor. The third day, he was incredibly stiff that he could hardly move.

When Karenina woke up, she always asked what happened. She had lost a lot of blood and she was weak. Jefferson gave her water and told her that she'd been in a fight and she was recovering. He held her hand until she slipped back into a sleep thanks to the sedatives that he mixed in the water.

She would've been in a lot more pain if he didn't.

On the fourth day, he lessened the use of the sedatives and she started staying awake for longer times. He and Peter helped her to the chamber pot to relieve herself when she needed it but usually it resulted in her crying in pain.

They didn't talk about it. She didn't apologize, she didn't justify herself and Jefferson didn't accuse. And the longer they stayed silent, the angrier that he got.

The end of the fourth day, he couldn't sleep on the floor anymore. He took the spot on the bed next to her but he didn't touch her. He worried that moving toward her might hurt her more and he was just frankly too angry to even look at her.

They laid in the darkness that night. He knew that she was awake, her breathing gave it away.

And there was no trigger, there was nothing that spurred Jefferson to say his next words, he just did, "I thought you loved me more than this."

Karenina drew in a sharp breath, "I do."

"Then why would you practically commit suicide and leave me alone again?"

She was quiet, "I wasn't out to kill myself."

"You went against a monster to fight it because you were angry and hurt. Of course you were suicidal."

She looked at him, "Jefferson-."

And then everything that he'd been thinking for the past few days came pouring out, "We lost our baby. Don't pretend like that doesn't hurt you because I know that it does. We lost our baby and then you put yourself in a position in which I lost you. That's selfish, do you know that? You were prepared to put yourself in a position in which you would die and I would be alone. I know that you blame yourself; I know that you think it's your fault that your body is so messed up that it couldn't handle a baby. I know that hurts you in a way that I could never understand, but that doesn't' mean that I don't hurt as well. I was excited too, Karenina. Don't you think that I was excited for our child? Didn't you care that I needed you as much as you needed that bloody work that you do?"

"And why should you want me?" She demanded and he could hear her crying, "I'm nothing but a battered woman with her insides torn up in such a way that I can't give you what I want."

"I told you when we married that I didn't care about whether or not we could have a baby."

"You lied," she snapped, "Or you didn't realize what you were saying until later. Do you think I don't know you want a baby? The way you act sometimes? And we had that chance, and it failed and now you'll know that we could've had a baby and it didn't work because I've destroyed my body too badly."

"It wasn't your fault."

Her shoulders slouched and she started sobbing harder, "Yes it is, and I'm battered and broken and you deserve someone-"

"Karenina," he grabbed her shoulders gently and took a breath, "Karenina, listen to me. I love you. I picked you. If you can't' have a baby then we'll get in a better place emotionally and we'll adopt. I don't want anyone else but you."

She stared up at him, "You can have anyone else."

"I don't want them."

"Why me?"

"Because you understand me in a way that no one else does. And you love me in a way that I've always wanted to be loved. Just like what you say I do for you. And I'm aware of how sappy that sounds but you know very well that I'm not good at romantic lines. But that's how I feel. You're the one for me. And maybe…just maybe this was just one of those things. Maybe you and I will have a baby one day or we'll adopt one…and we'll have a family that we made plans for."

Karenina's eyes filled with tears again and she put her hand on the side of his face, "I don't deserve you."

He gave her a sad teasing smile, "I know."

Despite her grief she laughed and he embraced her gently

"It'll be alright," He whispered.

"I'm sorry," she cried and she started sobbing again.

He didn't know if she was talking about losing the baby or nearly getting herself killed, but he didn't ask.

He just held her and broke down as well.