Chapter 7
Focus
Amelia's P.O.V.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. "Focus Azalea, focus," I breathed. I thought back to the last time Stone and I had been intimate. "About a month ago," I gasped. I sat down on the bench and put my face in my hands.
"What if it's another miscarriage?" I sighed. I didn't think I would be able to cope with another miscarriage. Would Stone leave her?
"No, Amy come on, think straight here," I muttered. I knew Stone wouldn't leave me for that but I couldn't help it. "I'll keep this a secret, if it's another miscarriage I'll suffer in silence," I decided. Stone was still hurting from the last one and I knew he always wanted a little boy.
I was about to get up when the ship shook dangerously. I held tightly onto the bench as the ship shook again. I swore loudly as the locker beside me opened and smacked my arm. The ship stopped shaking and I slowly got up.
I walked back to the med-bay and saw Stone still on his cot, like he promised. "Come on, Amy!" I shouted at myself. I shook my head as I made my way over to his cot. "You okay," he asked as I shakily sat down in the chair next to him.
"I'm fine, just got a little tossed around," I stated.
Hopper entered the med-bay and made his way over to Stone and I. "How long until he's okay to walk around?" Hopper asked.
"I was just about to check his wounds, I'll have your answer in a few minutes."
I slowly removed the gauze from Stone's shoulder. It was all purple and bloody but it could have been worse, he could have lost his whole arm. I dabbed the cuts while Stone hissed under me. After all the blood was watched away, I inspected his stitches.
"He seems just fine, but let me rewrap your shoulder," I sighed. I really didn't want him up and about but he was as good as he was going to get without a fully equipped hospital. After I wrapped his shoulder and put his arm back in a sling, Hopper and I helped him up.
"I swear to God, if you hurt yourself again Stone Hopper . . ."
"I'll be fine, don't worry about me," Stone soothed. Still not convinced, I stood right beside him and helped him up to the command center. He sat in a chair, me taking the one right next to him. As Hopper and Stone talked about what to do next, I couldn't help but think about the baby.
Flashback
Stone and I sat in the park a few minutes away from our home, on the swings. My feet trailed through the sand below the swing. "I think we should try again, soon," I said, looking up into his eyes. It had been only about a week after the miscarriage and I was still not back to my normal self.
Stone sighed and grabbed my hand in his larger ones. "We have all the time in the world to try again, maybe we should wait a little longer," Stone soothed. My shoulders sagged.
"I know it's just. I can't help it, Stone. I've wanted to be a mother ever since Sam was born," I let a tear slip from my eye. I felt Stone's thumb wipe it away. He placed me in his lap and hugged me.
"You know, I Will Always Love You and as long as we can, we'll try for a baby," he mumbled into my hair. I chuckled at his choice of words. "What?" he asked.
"At our wedding, the song we danced to was I Will Always Love You, remember?"
He placed his chin on my head and our hands interlocked. I stood up and pulled him up with me. I led him to a clearing in the park. There was nobody else there, due to the time. I placed his hands on my hips and my arms on his broad shoulders. We started to sway.
"If I should stay, I would only be in your way," I sang softly.
"So I'll go but I know, I'll think of you every step of the way," he sang back.
"And I will always love you, ooh. I will always love you, you my darling you," we sang together. Stone twirled me just like he had done on our wedding day. I giggled as we sang, with only the moon as our witness.
"Bittersweet memories, that is all I'm taking with me," I sang.
"So good-bye, please don't cry," Stone sang into my hair.
"We both know I'm not what you, you need," I sang.
"And I will always love you, I will always love you. You, ooh," we sang.
"I hope life treats you kind, and I hope you have all you've dreamed of," Stone sung quietly.
"And I wish you joy and happiness, but above all this I wish you love," I answered.
"And I will always love you," we repeated, again and again.
We just stood there and held each other.
Even though the story was about leaving someone you loved, it was still our song.
End of Flashback
A.N. Hi, everybody. Sorry it took so long to get the new chapter up but I was working on the other story I have on Fanfiction. It's Kingdom Keepers, so if you know what that is, can you please check it out? I've had a little problem because I have a little writer's block as to get to the time when all the aliens are all finished. All requests as taken into account and I will think about it. Thanks again!