I'd apologise for the angst, but... you know...

Chloe was buzzing, she was sitting in a comfortable chair, next to Aubrey, who was being primped and preened. Aubrey was chatting away happily to the beautician applying her make up.

It had been 6 weeks since Chloe had broken the news to Beca about the baby. Their little Nemo, as Beca had called it. Beca was so excited, Chloe smiled as she remembered the look on her wife's face earlier in the day, as she read an article about how Nemo was now the size of a lime.

"What are you smiling at?"

Chloe looked up at Aubrey who was grinning smugly at her, "Just thinking. I'm so excited for you."

"Are you and that wife of yours going to be able to keep your hands off each other long enough to make it through the rehearsal dinner?"

Chloe scoffed, "Excuse me, Posen. I am a pillar of good behaviour. This is yours and Jesse's night. And I'm guessing Jess is having the same conversation with Becs as we speak…"

Aubrey snorted, "They're playing Gears of War."

Ah, that explains the lack of texts, Chloe thought, rolling her eyes. "You think they're watching the time?"

"Jesse knows that if he misses this dinner, he'll lose his movie room," Aubrey said, matter-of-factly.

The woman in front of Aubrey clapped her hands together, announcing that Aubrey was done, and they were free to change.

Thankfully Beca had packed Chloe's dress into her car the night before. She would've forgotten it otherwise. Aubrey unzipped her dress bag, revealing a navy dress that contrasted well with Chloe's grey dress. Chloe waited for Aubrey to turn around before she shed her own robe.

She and Beca had decided early on to keep Nemo a secret until after Aubrey and Jesse's wedding. The day of the wedding, Chloe would be exactly twelve weeks according to the measurements taken on the sonogram the week prior. They had also decided to keep the card idea, the one Chloe had used to inform Beca. So now, sitting in her handbag was a small silver envelope, with a card embossed with Congratulations Aunt and Uncle! Inside the card, Chloe had slipped an image that her OBGYN had printed off. It actually was starting to resemble a small human, unlike the peanut photo she'd given to Beca.

"Chloe?"

Chloe blinked and noticed Aubrey was staring at her, "Sorry, what?"

"Can you zip me up?"

Chloe gave her friend a smile and tugged on the toggle and the back. She turned back to the dress bag and slipped into her own dress, she giggled as Aubrey struggled with the zip.

"I told you not to eat that pasta for lunch Chlo!"

Chloe chuckled as the zipper jerked and sped up past her shoulders, "See, it's fine, Bree." She turned around and felt her throat tighten slightly, a sure sign that her hormones were about to go haywire. "You look so beautiful, Bree. I'm so happy for you."

And cue tears. Chloe giggled as she failed to hold them back. Aubrey's face dropped, "Aw, Chloe!"

"I'm just so happy for you, Bree."

Aubrey dabbed at Chloe's cheeks with a tissue, "Stop crying. You'll ruin your make up…"

Chloe nodded and sniffed back a few tears, running her hands up Aubrey's arms. "Tomorrow, is going to be the happiest day of your life, and I'm so thankful that you're sharing that with me…"

"I love you Chloe. You're my best friend… Come on, in the car."

Chloe wasn't sure what was happening, she was sitting next to Aubrey and Beca at the Bridal Party table. She'd had a bit of a rough afternoon. They really should call it all-day sickness, Chloe thought. She smiled reassuringly at Beca, who had sent a questioning look in her direction. She took Beca's hand under the table and dropped a quick kiss on her cheek as they listened to Aubrey's mother gush about Jesse.

"You okay?"

Chloe nodded, she wasn't going to mention the niggling cramps that she'd been feeling most of the night. All the books she'd read had said that that was normal and knowing Beca, she'd over react.

Chloe sucked a breath, feeling her body temperature rise along with a bout of nausea. "Becs… I'm just gonna duck to the bathroom. Nemo's making me a little queasy."

Beca chuckled, "Do you…?"

"No, speeches are done. I'll get Aubrey. You can chat with Jesse." Chloe turned to her left, tapping her friend's shoulder, "You want to come for a walk?"

Aubrey nodded and gave her groom-to-be a kiss. There was something off about Chloe. Aubrey couldn't put her finger on it. She could see Chloe's hands trembling slightly as they made the walk to the toilets. She waited until they rounded the corner before questioning Chloe, "What's…? Chlo?"

Chloe placed a steadying hand on the wall, Aubrey grabbed her elbow, "Hon? What's wrong?"

"Just… Feeling a bit queasy. Probably the pasta," Chloe answered with a strained smile. She took a few steps, glancing at Aubrey as her friend gasped dramatically.

"Chlo? What… Your dress… Come on…"

Chloe frowned, that last cramp had been rough. Not at all like the twinges she'd been feeling. Worry bubbled in the pit her gut as Aubrey led her to the bathroom. They walked in, Chloe's worry breaking free in a heavy sob as another cramp doubled her over. "Bree? Get Becs…"

"Chloe, what… there's blood…"

Another sob wracked Chloe's frame as she glanced over her shoulder, taking in the stain that had blossomed on her skirt. Chloe's mind was blank, this couldn't be happening.

Not now. Please.

Chloe slid to the floor, still clutching Aubrey's fingers. Aubrey fumbled through her purse, clearly panicking as she dialled Beca's number. "Beca? Get here now. Please. Bring Stace…"

Aubrey hung up the phone, kneeling down in front of Chloe, whose face was pressed into her knees. "Chlo?" Chloe gave an involuntary jolt as another panicked sob fought free. She felt like she was drowning.

"Bree? Can you… My purse…" Chloe said. She had to keep the tiny bit of hope that was flickering in her heart.

Aubrey reached over, never once taking her eyes off Chloe, "What do you need Chloe?"

"Green envelope. Open it please. Read it to me…" Her words were jerky, broken by sobs. "I need hope, Bree."

Aubrey quickly found the envelope in the tiny clutch. She broke the seal, sliding the card from its home. "Congratulations to a very special… Chloe…?"

Chloe heard Aubrey's voice stick, "Please Bree…"

Aubrey quickly wiped a stray tear away, "To a very special Aunt and Uncle?"

Chloe sniffed into her knees, Aubrey could hear the smile in her voice, "Open it."

Aubrey's hands shook as she opened the card. The door to the bathroom flung open, Beca appearing by Chloe's side, "Shhh… Stace is on the phone to the ambulance. They're on their way."

Beca looked up at Aubrey, her face distraught as she noticed the picture that had fluttered to the floor.

Why is this happening?

The blonde was silently crying, clutching at the card in one hand, and Chloe's limp hand in the other.

This can't be happening.