Ted stood next to Amy's bed, holding her hand in his. "Amy, what happened?" His voice wasn't callous in the least.
Amy's voice was shaky when she answered. "I…I just…Ted, I don't know what's wrong with me."
Ted wanted to ask so many things. Why did she go to Mort? Why didn't she tell him about a miscarriage? However, he knew that now was not the best time. "Amy, do you still want to marry me?"
I want…my life back. "Of course I do, Ted. I think I just must be nervous. I mean, you know what happened in my last marriage."
He smiled. "Yeah, you came to me. Not a bad ending, really."
Amy did not return his smile. "What if it doesn't work, Ted? What if…"
"Shh…Amy, we've been together long enough to know it'll work…"
"I was with Mort for…"
Ted sat on the edge of her bed. "Let's leave him out of this, O.K.?" Needing to know whether or not Amy had lied about something more important than money, Ted just had to ask, "Amy, I don't want to upset you, honey, but…were you really pregnant?"
"I…" Amy began to sob. "Ted, I'm so sorry." She repeated herself. "I don't know what's wrong with me…" She paused, sucking in a ragged breath. "It's the second baby I've lost and…"
"Honey, it's all right," Ted said, stroking her hair. "Did you think I'd be mad?"
"Disappointed," she said softly. "I was scared of things…changing."
Ted once again smiled at his fiancé. "We can always try again."
"That's what Mort said, but things were never the same. We grew apart and…"
Ted's temper tried to rise, but he pushed it down. "I am not Mort Rainey, Amy. You need to remember that. He's a…"
"There's nothing wrong with him, Ted! His wife is having his baby and…God…it's me! Can't you see it? You'll find a reason to push me away and…" Her sobs turned violent and her entire being shook. Ted held her as tightly as he could without hurting her.
After a few moments, Amy settled, but Ted worried about her getting upset again. He called for a doctor and, in a quiet conversation across the room, they decided that a little sedation was in Amy's best interest. It's a shame that doctors aren't always right…
Meanwhile…
Mort helped Alex out of his Exterra, being overly cautious in everything he did. As they walked through the foyer and towards the stairs, he said, "Take it all in, baby, because you won't be seeing much more than our bedroom until it's…" He placed his hand on Alex's stomach. "…her time to move."
Alex sighed deeply. "Aren't bed rest and couch rest the same thing?"
He smiled at her. "If you're a really good girl, we'll take fieldtrips down here, O.K.?" A laugh, albeit a small one, came from Alex. Mort felt like it had been an eternity since he heard that sound – the day before felt as though it was a lifetime away. Mort looked at his wife with sincere eyes. "I love that sound."
"I'm glad that you can make it come out of me," she said, a small smile playing on her lips.
Mort had explained what happened between he and Ted on the car ride home. Alex was more than relieved at how honest her husband was with her, however, she still felt uneasy not knowing Amy's real reason for showing up on their doorstep. For the time being, she was more concerned with the baby and did her best to let thoughts of Amy sit in the back of her mind.
Mort helped Alex into bed, then called Karen to let her know that they are home and that he was ready for Julia. He crawled into bed next to his wife and kissed the top of her head. "This won't be so bad, hm?"
"No, not bad at all." As long as we don't get anymore uninvited guests.
"She's going to go home, Alex," Mort whispered.
Alex's eyes widened. "I didn't…How did…"
Mort chuckled. "I know your mind. I also know the hormone thing." He held her tighter. "Most importantly, I know you. Makes things easier, doesn't it?"
Alex let her body relax. "It really does. Ted's taking her back?"
"As soon as she's discharged."