Married Life

Chapter 3

*Warning: This chapter contains a miscarriage, if you cannot handle this, please do not read this chapter that be mad at me for not warning you, because I'm doing it right now.

Amelia's P.O.V.

A month after our wedding, we were still in the process of moving into our home. I was busy in the kitchen putting dishes away while Stone was busy moving the furniture into the house. I had offered to help him but he insisted he could do it.

I unwrapped some dishes that were to go onto the high shelves. After struggling to reach the shelf a pair of hands attached themselves to my waist and lifted me up so that I could put the dish away. I smiled and turned around to give Stone a quick peck on the lips.

"How did moving the furniture go?" I asked.

Stone laughed nervously," I might need some help," he sighed. I rolled my eyes and grabbed one end of the couch. We placed it in the living room before falling on top of it. I landed in Stone's lap and giggled as he started to play with my hair. "Have I ever told you how lucky I am?"

I turned to look up at him," Every single morning of every single day," I smiled. We kissed, but, were rudely interrupted by a knock on the door. "What could it be now?" I whined. Stone smiled down at me, pecked my nose, and went to get the door.

He came back holding a letter. "It's from Dr. Janoski, the results!" he quickly sat down next to me and ripped the letter open. I had gone to the doctor a week ago when my period had been late and my diet consisted of peanut butter and pickles to find out if I was pregnant.

The letter read:

"Dear Mr. and Mrs. Stone Hopper,

We are happy to inform you that according to the test results, you are indeed three weeks along with a healthy baby.

-Dr. Janoski"

I gasped and happily hugged Stone. "We're going to have a baby!" I screamed in ecstasy. Stone picked me up and twirled me around.

"I'm going to be a daddy!" Stone shouted. He smashed his lips onto mine and hugged me.

"Well, I know she'll be quite the lucky baby," I giggled.

"I'm sure he'll grow up to be just as strong as his mother."

The little banter we had going continued throughout the rest of the day, both of us too stubborn to let up. Little did we know at the time that the happiness was not to last.

One month later, when I went to my two month check up with Dr. Janoski with Stone we found out some terrible news. "You two may want to sit down for this," he started. I grabbed Stone's hand as he told me the news. "Mrs. Hopper, you miscarried."

Stone's hand tightened around mine and I felt his tear on my hand. "No, no, no, there has to be a mistake! The machine must be broken! My baby's not dead!" I screamed. Stone hugged my fiercely and I pushed my face into his chest letting the tears out.

"I'm sorry," Dr. Janoski stated, but there was no way he had ever felt this way before.

Everything became a blur, and when I finally regained control of my senses I was lying in bed. I got up and walked into the bathroom. My eyes were red and puffy, my skin pale, I had lost some pounds, and my hair looked like a bird's nest.

I grabbed my bath robe and walked downstairs. When I got to the bottom I saw Stone talking to Hopper with Sam and my dad next to him. They all turned to look at me. Stone was the first to react, pulling me into a long hug.

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"A week," Sam sighed," you were like a corpse up there."

I nodded and sat next to Stone, clutching to him for dear life. My dad reached across the coffee table and held my hand softly in his. "It's going to be okay, Amy, you'll get through this," he soothed.

"Mom had a miscarriage too, but she kept trying for a baby. That's why we're both here today," Sam tried to reason.

I smiled weakly and lay down on the couch. Hopper, Sam, and my dad left an hour later, leaving just Stone and I. He lifted my head and placed in his lap. "Stone," I asked," did they, you know remov-"

"-Yes," Stone cut me off from finishing. That was probably a good thing because I would have been reduced to a heaving, crying mess. I nodded and sighed. "You know I still love you just as much as a month ago, Amy."

I started to softly cry. "Where did we go wrong, Stone?" He soothed me and pushed my hair behind my head.

"We didn't do anything wrong, Amy. Don't beat yourself up about it," Stone calmly stated, though I could see he was also close to tears.

"But, our child was inside of me, and." I couldn't even finish the sentence.

"No, Amy. It's not your fault, okay. There was nothing you could have done, Lia." Lia was a nickname my mother called me when I was little. I gave the Stone the right after our first anniversary.

My tears stopped and I hugged Stone fiercely. "We can keep trying," he soothed.

I pulled away and smiled at Stone. "I love you."

"I love you too, Lia," he replied. We shared a kiss in the living room, on the same couch where we had found out that I was pregnant.

A.N. This chapter made me sad but I wanted to show the love between Stone and Amy. Big announcement: now is the time to decide if Stone lives or dies. Review because I am too lazy to put up a poll. Thank you to everyone who encourages me to continue writing!