Syaoran woke to the familiar sound of beeping machines surrounding him and the smell of disinfectant. He knew the smell well, after all he worked in it. He opened his eyes to find the room was dark, the only source of light coming from the moon shining through the window. He wasn't in pain, so he guessed that the doctor caring for him had decided to leave him on a morphine drip.

Then, his mind flew straight to Sakura. Was she okay? Where was she? She didn't miscarry, did she? He couldn't summon the feelings of anger he knew he should feel about what she had done, because he understood why she had done it.

She had watched Carla get hit by a carriage and she never wanted to see that happen again. Syaoran imagined that Sakura must be feeling pretty awful and guilty about everything. She was no doubt blaming herself for what had happened. God, he hoped she hadn't miscarried.

"Oh, you've finally woken up."

He looked up to see one of his colleagues, Touya, who usually worked nights. Sakura had met Touya once, back when he had fallen ill and she had taken care of him. She had dressed as a maid in a panic when the man had shown up on their doorstep. Syaoran cringed slightly at the memory. Touya flicked through Syaoran's chart and then started checking his vitals.

Syaoran had no idea how he could ask Touya of all people about Sakura. After all, he didn't know Sakura was his wife.

"That maid of yours went home with her sister earlier today." Touya spoke.

"I'm guessing she was okay?" Syaoran managed to speak.

"I have no idea. Yamazaki asked me to tell you she had left." Touya shrugged.

"I see." Knowing that she had been cleared to go home was a good start.

"You're lucky you're not dead. Any closer to the right and your artery would have been sliced open."

"How are my other injuries?" Syaoran asked.

Touya looked at him briefly. "The worst of your injuries have been stitched closed and bandaged. The damage to your ribs and collar bone will take time to heal. Otherwise, you're just a bit bruised."

"A bit bruised." Syaoran snorted, "Great."

"Next time don't jump in front of a carriage." Touya retorted.

Syaoran stayed silent. He had nothing to say to that comment.

"Well, I don't think you'll be able to leave hospital for a few weeks." Touya said.

Syaoran didn't like the sound of that. He was okay with working in a hospital, but he loathed being a patient. It just reminded him of when his dad died.

"Press the button if you need anything." Touya added, and then turned to leave.

…

Sakura left the house as soon as Tomoyo allowed her. She'd barely slept and when she did, she dreamed of the accident. Quickly, she walked through the halls of the hospital to the ICU and to the room Syaoran was in but found it unoccupied. Slowly, panic settled in.

Where was he?

What was wrong?

God, where was he!?

"Excuse me, my lady?"

Sakura whipped her head around to see one of the nurses looking concerned.

"My husband-where is he?" Sakura asked.

"Lord Li has been moved out of Intensive Care, if you'd like I can show you to his new room?"

Sakura nodded, "I'd like that." She breathed a sigh of relief and then followed the nurse out of the unit.

Syaoran was awake when Sakura walked in. Seeing him awake relieved Sakura of all the tension that had built up over the last few days, and the first thing she did when she reached his side was hug him.

"Syaoran...!"

Syaoran lifted his good arm to return her embrace, rubbing his hand up and down her back to comfort her.

"How are you doing?" he asked. "Are you okay?"

Sakura pulled back and wiped the tears from her eyes. "We're both fine." She smiled.

He relaxed, "Thank god."

"Syaoran, I'm so sorry-I wasn't thinking-I can't believe-"

He placed a gentle finger to her lips, silencing her.

"Do not tear yourself up over this. I'll be fine." He spoke softly.

Sakura blinked in surprise. He lowered his hand, and then she smiled again.

"I love you." She whispered.

Syaoran returned her smile. "I love you too."

A soft knock on the door distracted the pair and Syaoran looked up to see the one doctor he didn't want to see. Sakura looked over and shifted uncomfortably. Sid said nothing as he checked up on Syaoran, doing his job and minding his own business.

"Everything seems to be normal. Has the pain worsened?" Sid asked.

"I'm fine, thank you." Syaoran answered stiffly.

Sid nodded, "Okay." He left the room and Sakura traced her finger along the sheets.

"It was Sid who saved your life." She said quietly.

Syaoran blinked.

"When you got hit, it was the carriage he was in." Sakura explained. "He was the one who got you here and saved your life."

"While I'm grateful for that, I still don't like him."

Sakura smiled a little. "We don't have to."

"I do, however, respect him as a doctor." Syaoran added.

Sakura squeezed his hand gently in response.

"Sakura, I'm going to have my treatment moved to home." He said.

Sakura frowned, "What? But if something happens and they don't have the equipment they need-"

"I'm stable now. I just need rest." He spoke calmly.

Sakura still didn't look happy. "I'm scared something might happen."

"Don't worry-I'll have a personal nurse tending to me and a doctor will visit me each day."

Sakura seemed to relax a bit more after hearing that. "Okay."

He smiled. "I promise I'll be okay."

Sakura just leant in to hug him in response. He kissed her forehead and smiled, glad that she was not harmed.

...

Seila and Asuka both looked at Sakura with wide eyes. Sakura has just finished telling them about the accident she and Syaoran had been in a few weeks ago.

"I'm so glad the two of you are okay." Seila breathed.

"Syaoran should be resting, but no, he insists on working from his study." Sakura muttered as she sipped her tea.

Asuka laughed, "He must be really stubborn."

"You have no idea." Sakura snorted.

"I heard that." Syaoran's voice sounded behind Sakura.

Sakura shrugged her shoulders. "It's true though."

"You're even worse than I am." He scoffed.

"I'm not that bad."

Syaoran snorted. "That's a lie and you know it."

"Oh, quiet you." Sakura mumbled.

Seila and Asuka laughed at the couple's banter.

"You're supposed to be resting!" Sakura snapped.

"Fine, fine, I'll leave you alone." Syaoran sighed and then left.

"Typical." Sakura muttered.

"You two are adorable." Seila smiled, "I wish I could be like that with my husband."

Sakura blushed. "I'm a bit embarrassed you saw that."

"Lord Li reminds me of my brother," Asuka confessed, "Very protective."

Sakura smiled at that. "When was the last time you saw your brother?"

Asuka smiled sadly. "Years ago. He calls me every week though."

Sakura felt guilty for asking. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay! Well, I better leave now-I have to pick up a few things on the way home." Asuka said.

Seila looked a bit surprised and then looked around for the clock. She gasped, "I didn't realise it had gotten so late! I'm sorry Sakura, I have to leave too."

"It's fine, I'll see you to the door." Sakura smiled and stood.

"Thank you for having us again." Asuka smiled, "especially when your husband isn't well."

"It was my pleasure." Sakura replied with a smile as they walked to the door.

Waving goodbye, Sakura closed the door and tucked her hair behind her ear. She was starting to feel hot again despite the cool weather. She headed up to the study and lifted her hand to knock on the door when an arm slid around her waist. She was pulled back against his chest and his lips grazed her neck.

"You're looking for me?" he asked.

Sakura turned, "Of course I am." She replied, "Someone has to make sure you're behaving."

"Behaving?" he raised his brow.

"Yes, behaving. Now, sit quietly in the lounge room while I prepare dinner." Sakura gently nudged him towards the direction of the lounge.

"Sakura-"

"Hush."

Syaoran sighed. He was not going to win. So, he did as she insisted so as to not cause her any unneeded stress and sat down in the lounge. While he sat, he let his mind wander. Three months passed in the blink of an eye since Sakura had found out she was pregnant. She was still struggling to adjust and having constant mood swings as well as raging hormones was definitely not helping. However, she was a lot more excited as she had become a bit more comfortable with the idea of being a mother, which relieved Syaoran to a degree.

However, Sakura wasn't sure she'd ever get used to the feeling of being pregnant. She couldn't understand why people made it out to be this wonderful thing that felt amazing-it might be wonderful, but it certainly did not feel amazing. Vomiting and the constant feeling of nausea was not at all pleasant. The constant toilet trips, the sudden hot and cold flushes, the back pain. Trying to sit down and then standing up also proved to be a challenge-and it was only going to get worse.

His injuries were healing slowly and soon he'd be able to return to work, which he found to be a relief. He was getting bored being at home all of the time.

He snapped out of his thoughts when Sakura returned a little while later, alerting him that dinner was ready. Standing, he left the lounge and headed to the dining room with Sakura.

After dinner, Syaoran walked into the lounge to find Sakura was snacking on strawberries again, something he had gotten used to recently. He sat down and raised his brow.

"How many more are you going to eat?" he asked.

"I don't know. I can't stop myself." She complained.

He reached over and took the bowl from her, setting it down away from her reach. "There we go."

She sighed heavily. "How is Aki?" she asked, "Tomoyo sounded so distressed. Is he okay?"

She was referring to the phone call they had received earlier from Tomoyo. One of the twins had fallen ill, and Tomoyo had taken him straight to the hospital, but she didn't trust the word of the doctor tending to her son as much as she trusted Syaoran's.

Syaoran nodded. "He's going to be fine. He is, however, very lucky to have been taken to the hospital so quickly."

Sakura nodded slowly. She looked a bit lost in thought, but before he could ask what was on her mind, she spoke. "Syaoran...is there any possibility that whatever drug Tomoyo was injected with by that man could have affected her twins?" she asked.

Syaoran shook his head. "For the drug to have caused any issues for the twins, she would have had to be very early on in her pregnancy. The most it did was induce her labour."

She swallowed hard, "Then...what about me?"

Syaoran felt his heart drop. The thought hadn't even occurred to him.

"I... was talking to Tomoyo. It came up in conversation just the other day, and I've been too afraid to ask..."

Seeing that he wouldn't answer, her smile wavered, and tears filled her eyes.

"I'll need to speak with one of my colleagues about it to know for sure." He said quietly.

She nodded, and he stood to walk over to her, pulling her into his arms. "We'll get through this."

"I hope so." She whispered.

"I'll talk to him tomorrow." He promised, "I know this is a lot to ask, but try not to stress about it too much."

"That's going to be hard." She laughed dryly.

"I know, I'm sorry."

"I just...I can't believe I didn't think about this sooner. I should have realised, I should have-"

"Sakura, you absolutely cannot blame yourself." Syaoran said firmly. "What happened to you was traumatising. No one can blame you for shutting that experience out."

"Syaoran, this is our child! I should have thought about what it would mean for our child when we found out I was pregnant." She cried.

He held her tighter. He hated seeing her so upset and terrified. It was all he could do to keep himself together.

"Don't beat yourself up over this. It will only make things worse."

Sakura hugged him back. She needed to believe his words. She had to.

...

Sakura had barely slept. She was too anxious about what Syaoran's colleague was going to say, and she was sure that Syaoran had had the same problem with sleeping. So, it came as no surprise to her when he came home looking utterly exhausted with dark bags under his eyes.

"What did they say?" she asked anxiously.

"He isn't sure. We've never had a case like yours, so we don't have anything to refer to. He said we'll have to wait until the child is born to know for sure. However, he thinks it's possible that there could be some complications for you." Syaoran explained tiredly.

"What? Like what?" she fidgeted with the sleeve of her dress, looking at him desperately.

"It's nothing certain." He said quickly. "It's just possible we could have a premature birth."

"So, we really won't know until I give birth..." she finished quietly.

He nodded, "I'm sorry Sakura. I feel so useless right now."

She hugged him and breathed in the scent of his shirt. "We'll get through this together, right?"

He smiled softly. "We will."

They stayed like that for a while, just holding each other. Sakura watched the clock as minutes ticked by, her mind and thoughts scattered.

"Oh. I forgot to mention." Syaoran murmured, gaining her attention again.

She looked at him quizzically. "What?"

"There's this ball tomorrow night-it's held every year, and we don't have to go, but it might be nice for the two of us to get out of the house for a little while." He explained.

Sakura tilted her head to the side. "What's it for?"

"It's kind of like a get together for doctors and medical researchers and the like." Syaoran told her, "I totally forgot about it due to everything going on with the pregnancy."

Sakura felt herself smile. "Are we going?" she asked.

He raised his brow, "If you're up to it."

"Well, like you said, it might be good for us to get out of the house." She laughed softly.

Syaoran smiled, "Okay. Then it's settled."

...

Noble men and women filled the ballroom, all dressed in intricate tailored gowns and suits for the event. Sakura was sitting at a table covered with exotic fruits and a chocolate fountain, much to her delight. Syaoran was busy talking with one of his colleagues, so she was sitting alone at the table. She moved to dip a strawberry into the chocolatey goodness but yelped with surprise when someone took it from her hand.

She turned around, fully expecting to see Syaoran standing there, but was instead faced with a face she hadn't seen in many months. In fact, the first time she had met him, had been back when Syaoran had been sick.

"I thought I recognised you." Touya said, "I had a feeling you weren't really a maid."

Sakura wasn't sure how to respond. "Err...well, I guess you caught me there..." she replied awkwardly.

"Does he really like that sort of thing?"

Sakura frowned in confusion. "Like what?"

"Having you dress up as a maid." Touya elaborated.

Sakura laughed. "Oh, I only did that to mess with him at the time."

Touya raised his brow at her. Sakura picked up a chunk of banana and dipped it in the chocolate before bringing it to her mouth.

"Where is your husband, anyway?" Touya asked.

"He's talking with a colleague now. I'm not sure if he's finished or not." Sakura replied.

"It doesn't really matter. I was just curious." He shrugged. "Take care of yourself."

She blinked as the man named Touya disappeared into the crowd, once again leaving her alone. She reached for another piece of fruit to dip into the chocolate, freezing when she heard a familiar voice.

"Well, well, look who got herself knocked up." Dimitri said as he walked over.

"What do you want, Dimitri?" Sakura asked dully as she bought the chocolate covered fruit to her mouth.

"So, did he have to force himself on you, or did you actually do as what you were told for once?" Dimitri jeered.

Sakura bit down her bubbling anger and focused on calming herself. Dimitri was no longer a part of her life. Therefore, she didn't need to listen or even acknowledge him. She was, however, disappointed that he was ruining her chocolate heaven.

"How can we help you, Dimitri?" Syaoran's voice sounded as he walked to Sakura's side.

Dimitri smiled smugly. "Oh, nothing. I just couldn't help but notice how pregnant she is."

Syaoran raised his brow. "You're awfully hung up on Sakura if you insist on hurting her so. What's wrong? Is your wife not enough? Too boring for you?"

Dimitri narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"I'm curious as to how you got in tonight. This party is for doctors and their associates-last I recall, you lost your license after having attacked Sakura, a wounded woman." Syaoran said casually as two security guards approached.

"How dare you-!"

"Have a pleasant night in your jail cell." Syaoran smiled.

Dimitri was hauled away by the security guards, and once he was gone, he turned to Sakura who had picked up another piece of fruit.

"Were you the one who made sure he couldn't practice medicine anymore?" she asked before slipping a piece of apple between her lips.

"I may have had something to do with it. Eriol was the one who saw it through, though." Syaoran answered.

"Of course." She sighed. "Not that I'm complaining. He deserves it."

Syaoran laughed. Sakura winced a little and rubbed her stomach.

"What's wrong?" Syaoran asked softly.

"Oh, nothing-just hungry." She replied.

He smiled. "Maybe they're trying to say that you should stop eating chocolate covered fruit."

"Or, they want more." Sakura rebutted.

He laughed. "Whatever you say."

Sakura sighed blissfully. "This fruit is really good, though."

"Good to hear. Just leave some for the other guests, ok?" he laughed.

She rolled her eyes playfully. "Yes, sir."

With a smile, Syaoran just shook his head.

They headed home when it got late, and Sakura was quick to fall asleep once they crawled into bed. Syaoran, however, took a lot longer to fall asleep as he lay awake with worries about Sakura and their child spinning around in his head.

He didn't let it show in fear of causing Sakura more anxiety, but he was afraid. He was afraid he would lose her, and possibly their child as well. He couldn't imagine a life without Sakura-she made up so much of his world and nothing could ever replace that.

He watched her as she slept peacefully, her breathing deep and even. Yes, he was afraid. But, that was normal, right?

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