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Chapter Two: Pregnancy

It was five weeks later. Peter smiled at Megan as they lay in bed together, Peter with an iPad and Megan with a book. He was startled as Megan let out a sharp gasp and gripped her stomach. Peter dropped what he was doing and turned to her. "What's wrong?"

"Oh my god, no!"

"No, what? Megan, what's going on?" Peter lifted Megan's top up and saw nothing odd with her stomach. He couldn't help but notice that she had put on a little weight, though.

"I need to go to the hospital. Now."

"Okay!" Peter scrambled out of bed, hurried to put on his pants and shoes, then helped Megan out of bed. He was shocked to see the blood that had stained the bed sheets and Megan's shorts. "Oh my god, what – "

"I'll explain later." Megan grabbed some flip-flops from the closet and headed for the car, holding her stomach and walking awkwardly.

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"I'm so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Dunlop."

The words echoed in her head on the silent car ride home. Megan just stared out the window as the clouds, blocking her view of the stars, poured out buckets of rain that seemed to pour down harder as the truth sank in. A tear ran down Megan's cheek. In the six weeks she had given herself to tell Peter, she had lied to him, to Lacey, had wondered what it would be like once she had the baby.

But Megan Hunt never thought that this would happen.

Peter kept his eyes on the road, but he wasn't focused on driving. All he could think about was that Megan's baby, his baby, was dead. It was even worse to hear Megan tell him about her pregnancy as they sat in a hospital room, only minutes away from learning of the baby's death.

Less than two months as a father, and already suffering the loss of a child.

"I'm sorry." Megan said from beside him. She kept her eyes locked on the window.

"What do you have to be sorry for?" Peter asked.

"For lying, not telling you about the baby." A few more tears fell down her face. "I thought I had more time, that I could wait to tell you. I never imagined…" She trailed off, knowing that he understood what she meant.

"Don't be sorry. I understand." Peter tried to sound sincere.

"No, you don't. You just don't." Megan snapped, daring to glare at him for about half of a second. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat, but it only brought more tears to her eyes.

"You know what, you're right. I don't. But whatever I'm feeling right now sure as hell comes close." Peter turned onto their street and slowed the car to a halt in from of their house. Megan started to get out, but Peter pressed the lock button on the car before she could open it.

"Megan, can we just talk about this – "

"No, we can go inside and act like it never happened." Megan tried pressed the unlock button again, but Peter re-locked it once again.

"But it did happen, Megan. You can't just forget that."

"Watch me." She unlocked and opened the door, too fast for Peter to lock it again. Megan stormed into the house and locked herself in the bathroom. But in that silence, she could only think. And those thoughts just led to tears.

She was in the bathroom for forty-five minutes, while Peter just went to bed. He couldn't sleep, as he was thinking as well. But all of his thoughts were about the future, unlike Megan's, which were all about this loss.

He thought about what it would have been like. To have a baby with Megan, to be a father. He was going to be Lacey's stepfather, of course, but that was different. Lacey was so grown up. He loved her, he was sure of that, but it was like adopting Lacey. You love all your children the same, but others, you connect with.

He remembered always being the odd one out in his family, with being the youngest, adopted child. He was loved, cared for and welcome there. But he still wondered what it was like to have his biological parents around, to learn from them.

He would have liked being a dad.

Peter got up from bed and walked over to the bathroom door. He knocked. "Megan? Sweetie, you're going to have to come out eventually."

There was a slight hesitation. But then the door swung open, and Megan stepped out. Her eyes were red and puffy.

Peter hugged her and she continued to cry into his shirt.

"It's okay, honey. I've got you."

"I love you." Megan said to his shirt.

"I love you, too." Peter played with the strands of her red hair. "Everything'll be okay."

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So, I played sad music while writing this chapter. I literally started crying halfway through it! I hope you guys did, too! This was a total hurt/comfort chapter, and I thought it would help to develop the storyline!

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