10/12/19

"I'd like to thank all my friends for their continued support, for being my second family. For everything, you all are amazing, and I love all of you. I can't imagine a world where I could have survived the last twelve years without all of you. You guys mean a lot to me. And I apologise for not being the friend you deserved, but I promise all of you that in my way, I try."-Sheldon finished his Nobel speech and looked at his friends, all of them sitting in the second line of chairs, and smiled. He sent them the biggest smile ever.

Sheldon kissed Amy, celebrating his Nobel.

10/12/20

Sheldon sighed. Just a year ago, he had it all, he had a pregnant wife, and a baby on it's way. He had just won a Nobel.

Amazing, right?

Well, until then, yes.

But now, it all had changed. Back in May, when baby boy Cooper-Fowler was supposed to be born, something happened.

Not Sheldon nor Amy knew how, she was healthy and eating everything she was told to. Avoiding drinking alcohol and all of that restrictions for pregnant women. But then poof. It was all gone. Pain, pain was all Sheldon had felt since then. That fateful day of May. Ironic as it was Mother's day.

Amy had woken up, at four a.m, she had shaken Sheldon like crazy. "He hasn't moved all night Sheldon!"

Sheldon woke up,-"Amy, Amy don't worry, maybe he's just sleeping. If he hasn't moved this morning, I'll take you to the hospital."-He tried to stay calm. God knew how much he tried to stay calm, not to show the shaking in his voice, not to show how scared he was. For Amy, he had to be strong for Amy.

The morning. How much he wished he hadn't woken up that morning. That morning when it all changed. Little boy Cooper-Fowler still haven't moved. Scared, Sheldon drove Amy to the hospital.

They explained everything to the doctors. The following moments were a blur. Amy was in a lot of pain. So was Sheldon, he couldn't see his wife like this.

The next thing Sheldon remembers, is the doctor coming to the couple, shaking her head.

"I'm sorry, he... he died. While he was in the womb. We couldn't save him. You'll have to stay here a few days."

I'm sorry was not enough. Not enough to heal the pain they'll both feel after that.

Amy had tears in her eyes, tears that fell. Tears that didn't stop. Tears that hadn't stopped until now.

Sheldon just felt his heart break into a million pieces. The pieces hurt, it's like he had just been punched. Everything hurt. He breathed, in and out. Trying to process what happened. He felt his eyes burn, his head like it was going to explode. He didn't know what to say, but he wanted to say something to comfort Amy.

He hugged her, that's all he could think of. A hug.

"Amy..."-Those were the only words he said.

Amy shook her head and let the tears fall.

Sheldon shook his head too. He didn't want to remember this. It was something they both tried to get over. But it was hard. Hard for both of them. Hard because Leonard and Penny's triplets were born healthy just weeks later.

Elliott, James and Stella.

Sheldon couldn't bear seeing them, and he felt guilty of course. But living across the hall when their best friends were trying to handle the triplets was too much.

Amy couldn't help, Amy was still grieving the loss of their stillborn son.

Who could? Not Amy, not Sheldon. It was just too hard. Hard, trying to smile to their friends so they didn't feel bad for them. Trying to pretend that it didn't happen when both of them cried until they fell asleep.

How where they going to stay there, speaking of years, when the whole flat brought them so many memories?

Would you, stay in a flat where everything reminds you of how happy you were before you lost your son? How it all seemed perfect until that day?

They couldn't. And this is how they arrived to New York.

But NY wasn't much better actually. It's where they had passed their honeymoon. Amy was still devastated and so was Sheldon. Telling the parents that their grandson had... Telling the gang and then with the triplets, seeing how they all were happy except from them hurt both two much.

"Amy! Amy, remember what day is it today? We won the Nobel last year!"-Sheldon tries his best to get Amy out of that void of pain and guilt.

"Last year, we were happy last year. Now look where we've landed"-Amy sighed, she had tears in her eyes again.

What could Sheldon do to cheer her up? Nothing, he felt like nothing he did would do that. He couldn't say anything anymore. He just didn't know, he had barely talked to the guys one or two times since they had moved to New York. He missed them but couldn't stand them.

"Amy, please, let's do something. Maybe go out and eat, we can't stay like this all our life... Maybe you should talk to someone who has also... You know, so she can tell you how it happened and all"-That was Sheldon's last idea.

"Maybe, but who? Do you know someone who'd be open to talking about something like that..?"-Amy questioned, raising her head to face Sheldon.

"I don't know anyone, but Leonard's mum is a psychologist, she'll know what to do"-Sheldon shrugged.

"We can try that I guess, it's been more than half a year, we should try to get over it a bit. We can't live saddened by that all our life. Maybe try for another baby in a few months, before I get too old?"

Sheldon looked at her startled.-"We should wait a bit, maybe one more year..."

I'm sorry the chapter gives the whole story a change, but somehow angst it's the only thing I can write. Don't worry, it'll get better for them, also, sorry this chapter is short, but it was just to introduce the new situation. I really hope you liked it!Reviews are appreciated, as always! :D