Disclaimer: I only own Evie.

A/N: A big thank you to everyone who read and reviewed, I love you all! This is a short chapter that only focuses on John and Evie. Enjoy & review!

It felt as if the previous night had been a terrible dream. Sadly, it wasn't. Reality had hit her like a ten ton brick when she saw that John was soundly asleep in the bed next to hers. Sighing, she got out of bed and started getting ready to leave. The best thing for them was time apart. Evie had made it her personal goal to be out the room before he was awake.

"Where are you going?"

He had heard her get up and carefully tiptoe around the room. John had figured she thought he was still asleep. Truth was, he hadn't slept at all. His thoughts had kept him awake and even made him contemplate leaving in the middle of the night. Then he remembered that leaving wouldn't make everything go away. Naturally, he decided to stick around and try talk to her about everything.

"Sorry, I didn't meant to wake you." She now stood at the foot of his bed. Her heart broke and she suddenly felt like crying. The tears were already starting to burn underneath her eyelids, but she held them back. If she had told him earlier then none of this would be happening. In the end, she brought this all on herself. "I was just going to shower."

"Can it wait?" He asked, trying to keep himself calm. "I want to talk about last night."

She placed her things on the dresser behind her and the turned her attention back to her fiance. Evie stood in utter silence as she allowed him to gather his thoughts. Giving him the first word would probably make him feel better.

"Sit down." He pointed to the end of the bed. "I'm going to try to remain as calm as I possibly can. But, I can't promise that I won't get mad."

Evie slowly lowered herself to the bed and stared at the wall before her. Making eye contact with him was proving to be difficult. She could hear the pain in his voice and she couldn't handle it. But, to actually see it written on his face hurt her. Being the person that put it there is what hurt her even more. John did nothing to deserve this from her, but he was still getting it.

John kept his eyes on her, hoping to get her attention. But, he got no such luck. She had kept her eyes on the wall straight ahead of them. He was growing annoyed that she wouldn't face him. It got to the point to where he wanted to scream at the top his lungs.

"Look at me." He demanded.

When she didn't look at him, he got up and kneeled in front of her. She automatically turned her head away from him. Again, he got up and went to sit next to her.

"I want to hear everything."

So many things were running through her head. Ted being with Kristen threw her off track. Kristen announcing her miscarriage in the middle of the restaurant hurt and angered her. Having John know made her hurt. She knew that he would want to know everything. But, the truth was, she didn't know what to tell him. She could tell him only part of it or all of it. Her gut instinct was telling her to only tell him part of it. She had to protect him from the truth. However, protecting him from the truth is what got her into everything in the first place.

"Sometime today."

"It was the night of my injury." She started. "After Eve speared me, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and blacked out. When I woke up, I was at the hospital and the doctor told me what happened. He said that I had lost the baby and my ribs were cracked." Tears were starting to prick her eyes, but she continued to tell John everything. "I thought he had gotten me confused with another patient, but the look on his face told me he had everything right. He told me that I was around two months pregnant. He wondered why I was in the ring while pregnant. With tears in my eyes I told him that I didn't know I was pregnant."

"You didn't know?"

"Not at all. In those two months, I never showed any symptoms of being pregnant."

"You were injured in May and you were two months at the time." John did the math in his head. "That means that everything happened around your birthday." Now the tears were building up in his eyes. "The locker room." His voice trailed off. "My baby? Our baby is gone forever and you never told me?"

Tears were now flowing freely down her face. Nothing was said as John got up and started pacing the room. Every few seconds or so, he would stop pacing so that he could wipe away tears or just to look at her angrily.

"You never told me?" He screamed, making her jump.

"No."

"Were you ever going to tell me?" He was still shouting. "You didn't get pregnant on your own, Evie. Believe me, I know you didn't. I was there."

"I'm sorry."

"You weren't going to tell me, were you?"

He walked over to her and roughly pulled her up by her shoulders. John connected his eyes with hers, never leaving them. She didn't have to say anything, her eyes gave away her true intentions.

"John, please, let me explain." Evie rambled. "I wanted to protect you from all of this. Look, I already lost one child in my life, but to know that I lost another one killed me. It was just so hurtful, I didn't want you to feel any of it."

"How do you think I feel now?" He pulled her closer to him. "Huh? I found out and I'm fucking dying inside! My baby, our baby is lost forever! You didn't have to hide that from me, Evie. I could have helped you deal with the pain!"

"I wanted to protect you!"

"What did you want to protect me from? Did you really think that you could go through the rest of our lives without me knowing?"

"Baby, you have to understand that I was afraid."

"What were you afraid of?"

"I was afraid of you leaving me."

John's face was red with anger. He loves Evie very much and was trying to control himself, but he was finding that to be very difficult.

"Your fear is coming true." He replied, letting her go.

The door slammed shut and she fell to the ground crying. She had nobody to blame but herself. If she had told him everything right away then none of this would be happening. He wouldn't have heard it from her cousin and he probably wouldn't have walked out on her. Sighing, she looked at the ring he had given her and wondered what exactly would happen next.

A/N: They just can't catch a break.