Chapter 15:

Kurt paced nervously outside the closed door three hours later as he waited for news of his wife and baby. Logan and Scott had left a few minutes after the screams had stilled and Kurt was the only one left. Biting a nail, he frowned as his hands quivered and he looked up quickly as the door opened. Out stepped Jean, her eyes pooling with tears and her hands clenched at her sides as she pushed it ajar slightly and faced the anxious mutant.

"Well?" asked Kurt emotionally and Jean sighed.

"Your wife is resting, Kurt, I gave her a strong sedative to calm her and its put her to sleep. She lost a lot of blood but she is stabilized and regaining her strength. She...she is very upset about the baby, it died in her womb a few hours ago and we couldn't save your son. I'm so sorry, Kurt..."

Jean placed a small hand on his shoulder and then left without a word as Kurt walked in numbly. Glancing at the small cloth-wrapped infant, he walked over and opened it to see the son he had longed for. Then, he pushed it away silently and went to Sienna. Taking her hand, he squeezed it gently and spoke softly to his young wife.

"Ach, Liebchen, how do we go on from here? I am very sad about the baby but if you had died with our son then I could not live with myself. I never knew exactly how much I loved you until now and I am not worthy to have such a perfect woman as my wife. You are everything to me, now I know what the angels in heaven are like and why God takes such pleasure in them. One of them is lying in that bed clutching my hand and she is perfect in every single way. You are the one whom I love the most; we can have other children in time. While I love our son whom you bore for so long, there is only one Sienna Wagner. I will never let you die, that is my vow to you. This I promise you, my sweet liebchen. We will have another baby soon to replace the son we have lost..."

Then, he kissed her on the brow as he trailed off when she opened her eyes slowly and blinked. Helping her sit up, Kurt stroked her head softly as she cried into his chest. Looking up, her bottom lip quivered as she stared at him and spoke mournfully.

"It's my fault, Kurt. I lost the baby and I'm so sorry. I killed our son..."

Kurt gathered her in his arms. "Shh, liebchen. You did nothing of the sort; you did nothing wrong for this wasn't your fault. Our son is safe with God now, you loved him and that makes our son special. You did not kill our baby!"

Sienna sighed and then drifted back to sleep as Kurt placed her head on the pillows and sat next to his love, clasping her fingers tightly.

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The next week, a small graveside service was conducted near the Chinese Weeping Willow Sienna loved so much. Holding a small blue teddy bear and a rose, Sienna stood pale in black as the casket of her infant son was lowered into the ground next to a small marble headstone. They had named him Charles Patrick Wagner and that was engraved on the headstone with a bible verse in German and English. One by one, the guests slipped away after placing a rose on the casket until only the parents were left there next to the open grave. Kneeling down, Sienna placed her gifts onto the casket and then cried into her chest as Kurt supported her. He had already shed his tears privately so he stood there looking down as she cried and whispered a bible verse in German.

Hugging his wife, he cradled her in his arms and they walked back into the Mansion and up the stairs. Lying down on the bed, Sienna fell into tortured and tear-filled sleep as Kurt pondered a sentence that had popped into his head.

"Oh, the tangled webs we weave..."