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Author's Note: Hey everyone. Thanks for the reviews. I'm sorry for not updating, but I have finally gotten an ending to this. Thank you to everyone who helped me get one, lol. This chapter is very upsetting and isn't fun to read. Enjoy!

Matt and May were laughing as they pulled up to his house and got from the car. Matt offered for her to come inside for a while to look at some of his wrestling things and she had agreed. He stared at the light that was on in his living room, remembering that he had turned it off when he left earlier. Matt shrugged and opened the door, stepping inside.

May followed after him, giving him a warm smile as he walked toward the kitchen. She nearly walked into him when he stopped a few seconds later and his hand dropped hers. "Fuck," he whispered. May looked down, seeing a body on the floor. Her hair was covering her face and her usually excited green eyes. He looked at May for help, unable to even talk since he was surprised. Everything inside of him froze and he wondered if she was even alive.

"Call for an ambulance," May told Matt, making him remember he was standing in his kitchen.

She sat down and pushed the hair from Eve's face when she heard Matt on the phone. Her eyes opened a little and she groaned softly. May looked down; noticing the blood that stained her lower clothes and felt her stomach drop. Considering she was pregnant, it wasn't a good thing to see that much blood.

"Is that blood?" Matt asked, walking back into the kitchen. He felt himself begin to panic. His baby was inside of her.

"Eve," May said. "Can you hear me?"

Eve whimpered. "Save my baby. Please."

"What happened?" Matt asked. His face was pale; he looked ready to throw up.

She closed her eyes. He needed to back up; she needed to help her. "I don't know yet. Matt, please. Just go wait for the ambulance."

Matt looked at Eve as if he wanted to stay and then slowly walked away. Once Matt left, she gently pushed her shirt up, looking at the woman's swollen belly. It seemed bloated, more than it should for a woman only a few months pregnant. "Eve, how many months pregnant are you?"

"Three," she whispered. "Oh God, it hurts. Help me."

"An ambulance is on its way," she whispered back, taking the woman's hand. "You need to take small breaths, okay? What happened?"

Eve's eyes opened slowly. She couldn't seem to concentrate and she looked exhausted. "I have a key to Matt's house and I wanted to see him, so I decided to wait for him to come home. I've been having bad pains all day, but when I went to see if I could get something to drink, they got really bad. I collapsed. I can't move. It hurts. Is my baby going to be okay?"

May didn't know what to say to Eve. While she wasn't a baby nurse, she knew that much blood was very dangerous to the baby's safety and wondered what could have made the baby go into distress. "Are you under a lot of stress?"

Eve didn't answer for a moment and then nodded. "Yeah."

May went to answer, but Eve cried in pain. "Oh my God. It hurts."

"Just take small breaths, okay? Help is almost here. You're going to be okay, Eve."

May stood up and noticed Matt watching a few feet away. "Is she okay?"

She shook her head. "Can you get me something cool, please? I want to keep her calm. She's worried about the baby. If she's panicking, it could hurt the baby even more."

Matt nodded and rushed from the room. A few seconds later, he appeared with some wet clothes. Before May could return to Eve, he grabbed her arm, looking at her with intent on his face. He sighed. "Please, tell me. Will the baby survive?"

She didn't know what to say. It wasn't as if the baby couldn't survive, but she knew better. Blood told her to say no, but she wanted to believe that the baby would be okay. "I don't know," she whispered, giving Matt a genuine look of concern. "I'm sorry."

"What about Eve?"

May looked at Eve, who had closed her eyes again and looked pale. "I don't know."

Matt wavered, feeling his stomach heave. She looked at him feeling her heart ache for the man, knowing that he knew his child and the woman he cared about were in danger. "Help her," Matt whispered. "Please."

May took the cloth and placed it on her forehead, holding it there. She took her hand and sighed.

Matt felt as if he was going to throw up, or faint from seeing Eve so helpless. He watched May work, thinking that Mr. McMahon had something to do with all of this. If Eve was stressed, it was because of him. He felt his hands clench and he stared at her body, wishing he could kill his boss right now. Did he care that he could kill one of his divas and her baby?

A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived and took Eve to the hospital. Matt ran to his car with May, following after, reaching the hospital in only ten minutes. He slammed the car door and left May, only thinking about the woman he loved. He loved Eve. He couldn't see her hurt; he couldn't deal with not seeing her at all. What if she died? He wouldn't know what to do with himself.

"Matt?"

May's hand made him jump. She gave him a look that said sorry and pushed him toward the waiting room, telling the woman at the information desk to alert them if anything happened with Eve. Matt wondered if this was how it felt for Eve the night he had gotten hurt. Was she worried about him? She had to be. He imagined his friends and family waiting to hear from the doctors; he hoped he wouldn't have to wait to hear about Eve.

He couldn't sit very long and began to harass the woman at the information desk. She didn't seem to care though, as she was probably used to frantic people worried about their loved ones. Each time he came near her, she said, "I'll tell you if the doctors update anything, Mr. Hardy."

He watched the doors, waiting for a doctor, praying that they would have good news. He wanted to meet his child, raise one and teach them about life. That was all he ever wanted. Ever since he built his house, Matt imagined having children running around.

"Mr. Hardy?"

He didn't even see the doctor come up to him. He stood shakily, looking at the doctor for any sign of Eve's condition. When the doctor didn't offer one, he sighed. "Is Eve okay?"

The doctor nodded slowly. "Eve will be fine. She lost a lot of blood and is very weak, but she'll be okay. We'd like to keep her a few days to monitor her. You can see her now."

"Doctor," Matt whispered. "Doctor, is the baby okay?"

He sighed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hardy. Your wife had a miscarriage. The baby was too far in distress for us to save it." He nodded at Matt and then walked away. Matt felt as if he wanted to cry and looked at May. She stared back at him, her eyes defeated. Matt nodded at her and went to see Eve.

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