Own Nothing.
Chapter fourteen.
It was a week and a half later and Hermione was ordered for the first month of her recovery to be bed-ridden. She would lay up in her bedroom, Alan sleeping next to her, holding her as she silently cried at night in her sleep. She still hadn't told anyone the truth, as to why she was bed-ridden pass that some curse had hit her. She couldn't tell Alan, she didn't have the strength yet to tell him that she had lost their child.
They had left her to sleep during the day as Alan took the kids out somewhere, so she could sleep in peace. She knew that Teddy had been cleaning the house, as if making it ready for something, she didn't know the date anymore, sleeping constantly mixed the days to badly for her to know that the day was.
Teddy, Alan and Maria stood in the airport, watching the planes take off and land, waiting for someone. Teddy glanced around every so often to see if he recognized anyone. His birthday was in a few days and he knew that his mother wasn't up for a party, so Alan was throwing one at his house for him but it was small. With only Sarah Jane, Luke, Clyde, Maria, Alan and his Uncle Harry's family were going to be there. He hoped his mom would at least try to make it over and sit and be with Alan, but he didn't think she would be up for it. Her depression was deepening as the days moved on, and no one knew what was wrong with her.
"Grandma! Grandpa!" Teddy shouted, seeing his grandparents walking towards them with their luggage. Teddy ran to them smiling, hugging each of them tightly. "I'm so glad you made it!"
"We wouldn't miss our grandson turning sixteen now could we?" His Grandfather smiled, as Teddy led them back to Alan and Maria. "Now who do we have here? Where's your mother Teddy?"
Teddy sighed, looking sad for a second before placing a smile on his face. "This is mum's boyfriend Alan and his daughter Maria. Hopefully she'll be your granddaughter soon to."
His grandmother laughed, giving Alan a kiss on the cheek, hugging him and Maria. "In that case, welcome to the family. But where's Hermione?" She asked as Alan and Teddy took their luggage and led them outside to the car.
"I'm afraid Hermione was injured on the job, and is bed-ridden right now. She was sleeping when we left. We wanted to surprise her with you." Alan stated as he opened the trunk of his car.
"Hurt in what way?" Mr. Granger asked, his face stern.
"She's really depressed and we take turns sitting with her, we think something more happened, but she wont tell us." Maria replied in a soft voice as they loaded into the car.
"Well, we'll see her when we get there." Mrs. Granger sighed as Alan drove out of the airport parking lot.
It took another hour for them to get back to Hermione's house and then they unloaded the car, carrying the luggage into the house. Alan looked into the kitchen to see Hermione at the stove with a pan. "Hermione what are you doing?" He asked, causing the rest of the family to come in and see.
"I came down for a glass of water, you had taken the kids...I was thirsty, then I saw the calendar and realize that Teddy's birthday was soon and I had to cook him birthday dinner." Hermione replied, her words spacey as if she had to think hard to string them together.
"Teddy's birthday is in a few days. And I got it covered." Alan sighed, standing next to her. He kissed her on the forehead.
Hermione nodded, looking up to see her parents. "Mum, dad." Hermione took a step towards them when the pain in her stomach stopped her. "Urh...ow." Hermione groaned, holding her stomach. She sighed, looking back at her family. "I'm sorry, I was hit with a curse and it's taking a while to bounce back. I'm not a teenager and it doesn't help that this wasn't my first time with these kinds of curses."
"Great just what a mother wants to hear." Mrs. Granger's voice chirped into the room, causing Alan to chuckle under his breath. "You need to rest."
"She's right." Alan said. "I'll take you back upstairs and you rest, I'll get dinner started afterwards. Teddy and Maria will show your parents to their room." Alan's arms circles around Hermione shoulders.
"No." Hermione's mother began. "You will take Hermione upstairs and stay with her. I will make dinner. Teddy and Maria will entertain my husband until it is time to eat." Her voice was firm and there was no room for argument.
"Ye ma'am." Alan replied, picking Hermione help bridal style and turning around to carry her up that stairs. "What is with you Granger women and not trusting my cooking." The other four heard him asked from the stairway.
"Smart women." Hermione's replied echoed as they made it up the stairs.
Dinner had come and pass it was was nearing eight at night when Hermione's mother finally made her way upstairs to see her daughter. Alan laying right next to her sound asleep. Mrs. Granger carefully snuck into the room and set down on the chair next to the bed. "How far along?" She whispered to Hermione who was wide awake.
"What?" Hermione whispered back, careful not to disturb Alan.
"How far along was the child?" Her mother asked, reaching out for her daughter's hand. "The one you lost?"
"Almost into second term." Hermione whispered, as tear silently fell. "The ministry wants me to try again in a year and then be put back into the registry for marriage."
"But you love Alan?" Her mother whispered.
"More then anyone." She whispered back as she felt Alan's heart beating against her back. "I want to marry him, to spend the rest of my life with him. But how can I tell him that I lost our child because of my stupid missions?"
"I'm sure if you just told him, Hermione, he'll understand. He loves you more then you know. He wants to spend the rest of his life with you just like you do with him. Teddy loves him like a father, and I've got Maria several times today catching herself. She wants to call you mum so bad."
"Does she?" Hermione let herself smile, wiping the tears away gently. "I love her like my own."
"I know you do. You have such a good heart and enough love for a big family." Her mother stood up, kissing her on her forehead. "Get some sleep, I don't think you'll have nightmares tonight." She waled towards the door.
"Mum?" Hermione whispered, catching her attention. "How did you know?"
"A mother just knows Hermione. You'll get another chance, I promise." She stepped out of the room, closing the door. Hermione sighed, laying next to Alan, listening to his breathing, wondering if she would ever have the courage to tell him.
"It wasn't your fault." She felt his hot breath on her ear. "You didn't know, I'm sure if you did. You wouldn't have gone on the mission." He whispered, kissing her neck softly.
"I love you Alan and I'm deeply sorry that I lost our child." Hermione whispered back, turning to face him slightly.
"We'll try again for another one soon." Alan smiled against her. "But right now, now we have Teddy and Maria and that's enough for us right now."