Sheldon hovered outside the door for a moment.
He was scared to find out what was wrong with Amy, but at the same time he had to know; this odd behaviour had been going on for far too loed to find out what was wrong with Amy, but at the same time he had to know; this odd behaviour had been going on forng in his opinion.
Scooby, sensing his owner's hesitation, pushed the door open with his nose and trotted in, bounding up onto the bed and curling up beside Amy.
"Hello boy," she said, groggily.
That didn't sound good.
Sheldon took a deep breath and walked in.
"Amy…A-are you alright?"
"My stomach really hurts." Amy replied.
"Have you had your appendix removed?" Sheldon asked.
"Yes; when I was a child." Amy replied. "So we can rule out appendicitis."
Sheldon nodded as he sat beside Amy and took her hand.
He did a double-take as he noticed blood spots on the bed, and his eyes widened.
"Amy…I don't wish to alarm you, but you're bleeding from somewhere."
"What?" She groaned, lifting up the thin sheet and trying to find the source, checking her legs, back, stomach and arms. "I can't see where from. Maybe it's Scooby. He cut his paw or something?"
Sheldon didn't respond.
"Sheldon? Did you hear me?" Amy prompted.
He nodded, and then gestured to her light grey sweatpants.
Amy looked down and found a small amount of blood on the crotch of her sweatpants.
"Oh…Gross! I'm so sorry Sheldon. I guess I came on. I'll go clean up." She hauled herself out of bed, wincing painfully.
This was no period pain.
"Stop right there." He said suddenly, "I'm calling someone."
"What?"
"I'm calling a doctor."
"It's Saturday."
"Well then I'll call the hospital."
Amy frowned. "Sheldon, I know you're worried, but it's just menses; I'm fine."
"I'm not convinced." Sheldon replied. "You've been acting weird for a while now, you've been tired, emotional and now this. I don't know what this is, but I'd bet my limited edition Batman comic book collection that it's not your menses, so you sit back down missy! I'm calling someone whether you like it or not."
Amy blinked in shock.
She felt strangely turned on by Sheldon right now; she loved when his manly side came out!
"Hmm…I like it when your Texan blood boils, my stud!" She purred.
Sheldon looked horrified. "No…Don't come on to me now! We need to get you better. If I've caused a sexual injury or something, then I will never forgive myself for hurting you."
"You haven't…"
"Shh!" Sheldon hissed as he dialled the number for the emergency room.
After speaking to the operator for a few minutes, he ended the call. "They're sending someone out."
Amy rolled her eyes, clearly bored. "Great."
"Even if it does turn out to be nothing, at least we eliminated anything serious. Think of it that way." Sheldon said.
..
In hardly any time at all, an out-of-hours doctor arrived.
Sheldon greeted him at the door, and showed him through to Amy, who was sat upright in the bed.
She was doing her best to act fine, but the stomach clutching was giving away the ruse.
"Doctor, I appreciate you making this trip but I assure you I'm fine." Amy smiled, until the doctor gently felt her stomach for any lumps, and Amy winced in pain. "Ow!"
"That doesn't sound fine to me." The doctor raised his eyebrows. "Have you had any lower back pain? Breast tenderness, nausea, fatigue…?"
"I've been tired and cranky." Amy admitted.
The doctor nodded. "Okay…" He slipped on his gloves. "Would you mind if I performed a cervical exam or would you rather go to the emergency room and see an OBGYN?"
"Could I see a Gynaecologist please?" Amy asked quietly. "It's nothing against you; I would just prefer a female to look."
The doctor smiled. "Absolutely. I'll run you both back to the hospital with me."
Amy text Emily and Sandy to rearrange as she was going to hospital, and allowed Sheldon to help her up.
They got ready, gathered their things and fed Scooby, before leaving with the doctor.
It was a short ride to the hospital, and the doctor approached the desk with the couple, requesting that Amy see a Gynaecologist as soon as possible.
Within twenty minutes, Amy was called through, and she and Sheldon made their way through the doors.
..
"So you've been experiencing abdominal pain, fatigue, mood swings and bleeding?" The Gynaecologist asked, pulling on her gloves.
"Yes…I personally think it's a painful period, but my husband and the doctor seem to disagree." Amy replied.
"Hmm…I'm just going to examine you." The woman said.
Amy reluctantly removed her sweatpants and underwear and lay on the examining bed, as the gynaecologist pulled the curtain around them.
Sheldon was left to sit in one of the chairs in the room, waiting anxiously.
The gynaecologist bit her lip. "Oh…"
"What"? Amy asked.
"You've passed tissue and what looks like a blood clot."
"What does that mean?"
"Amy…This looks like an early miscarriage. I'm so sorry."
..
In the room, Sheldon had heard everything and his heart was thumping.
He felt a panic attack coming on, and had to close his eyes and try to regulate his breathing.
Behind the curtain, Amy stared at the other woman. "But…That's impossible. I-I had fertility testing just over three weeks ago, maybe even four weeks ago by now! Wouldn't they have picked up on that?"
"This here looks as though it's only three weeks developed, maybe a little less." The gynaecologist replied, as she examined the tissue and its content. "You must have conceived just after your tests."
"I was told I was infertile."
"Well…"
Amy blinked furiously.
"So…I was actually pregnant all this time?!"
The woman nodded. "I can give you something to help you pass the rest of the blood and tissue and clear you out. You should be able to try again in about four weeks' time."
"So…Which part was the actual foetus?" Amy asked. "Or have I not passed that?"
The OBGYN had transferred the mass of tissue into a large petri dish, and she took a utensil and moved the tissue around until she uncovered a teeny-tiny spherical shape, which was white-yellow in color.
"This was it." The woman said, apologetically. "Let's get you cleaned up…Are you okay?"
Amy swallowed and nodded. "Uh huh." She was trying to be brave but her voice broke.
Unable to stand it any longer, Sheldon stood up and pushed through the blue curtains, heading for Amy and swept her up in a hug, letting her cry on him.
"I'll go and get the things to clean you up; I'll give you two a minute." The gynaecologist said, disposing of her gloves and washing her hands before laying a comforting hand on Amy's back and leaving the room.
"If I'd have known, I would have taken better care of you." Sheldon said, sadly. "Maybe this wouldn't have happened."
"It wasn't your fault; I had no idea either. God, we just can't catch a break, can we?" Amy shook her head, wiping her cheeks dry. "Everything is going wrong for us!"
Sheldon said nothing.
He couldn't stop feeling guilty, like he was at fault for all of this, and he didn't like the feeling one bit.
Part of him wanted to keep trying, but he knew Amy wouldn't be ready straight away, no matter how early the miscarriage happened.
Amy looked at him. "Sheldon?" She sniffed.
Realizing that he was yet to say something, the physicist spoke; "Amy, you know how strong we are. We can get through this and we can try again when and if you're ready." He sounded braver than he felt, trying to push the lump in his throat down and get rid of the tears forming in his eyes.
Nodding, Amy smiled weakly.
"Thank you Sheldon. That's what I needed to hear." She wrapped her arms around him tighter, and he lost control at that point, letting the tears fall silently down his face.
'So much for Kohlinar.' He thought.
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A/N: Thank you for the reviews on my last chapter; I noticed that I am not actually making typos – The typos appear once I've uploaded the chapter on here? :S Has anyone else noticed this with their stories?! So annoying (not to mention probably leading people to think I can't spell, when I really can.) Anyway, sorry that this chapter was a little more depressing, but as the description says, this is a romance/hurt/comfort genre. I won't put our beloved Shamy through too much pain, don't worry. Thanks for reading!