Jaime

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Ellia was in the kitchen with the puppy teaching her things. Brock was in his office doing paperwork. Ellis.... where was Ellis? I found him stretched on my bed asleep. I just crawled up behind him and held him while he slept. It was the feel of him getting up that woke me. I started to tease about my teddy bear moving when I saw he was frowning.

"You okay?"

"My stomach hurts I think those sandwiches I ate aren't sitting well. I'm just going to go to the bathroom." I nod and watch him go. I'm laying there waiting for him when a smell makes me jerk up. I hurry for the door. He's got it locked.

"Ellis, I smell blood are you okay?" no answer. "Ellis unlock the door." still no answer. "Ellis?" I brace myself and shoulder the locked door open. Ellis is laying near the tub completely out, his legs are streaked with blood.

"Brock." I scream as I nearly fall next to him. Rolling him over I try to find the reason for his bleeding. I follow the blood to his ass, his entrance is bloody. Why? Brock and Ellia run in, the little puppy is behind Ellia. Ellia falls beside Ellis pulling his head into her lap.

"He's bleeding?" Brock asks and checks the same way I did. "What happened?"

"When I came up he was asleep I just napped with him. I woke with him getting up. He said his stomach was upset and he was going to the bathroom when he didn't come back and didn't answer me through the door I knocked it in and found him like this."

"Ellia, the doctor, call the doctor. Lets get him down stairs to the clinic." I scooped him up and hurried down. Ellia followed me down telling the doctor what had happened. I started by cleaning him up. Brock came down he held a rag in his hand. He jerked me to the side and unwrapped the cloth. In it's folds was a mass of tissue. I knew what it was. We'd lived through this with pack. But it was a different feel to know that miscarriage was your own child. He said nothing as I swallowed hard. He simply tucked it in a metal bowl to one side and went to Ellia who was trying to get Ellis to wake up.

"Let him sleep."

"No he needs to wake up so we can find out what happened, if he'll be okay."

"He'll be fine."

"How do you know? We don't know what happened." he pulled her to the bowl and unwrapped the rag.

"He said his stomach was upset, it's because he was miscarrying." she gasped her hand flying to her mouth. She gave a little sob and he tucked her into his arms. Going to Ellis I took his hand in mine. My sweet Ellis, had he realized what was happening? When the doctor arrived she checked him over and said he'd need rest and food but he'd be okay. The pack sensing something wrong began showing up and calling. I refused to budge from his side. I was trailing my claws lightly up and down his arms. I did it when we went to sleep. Maybe it would wake him up this time. So far no luck.

"Just going to sit here?" Ellia asks from behind me. I nod.

"I want to be here when he wakes up. He said his stomach hurt. Did you notice anything before he went up to lay down?"

"No. I wish I had." tears fell from her eyes. I slid the chair back from the bed and pulled her down and across my lap. I held her while she cried softly. "He's going to be so upset when he wakes up. He's been wanting to be pregnant. Kept saying he wanted a baby like you. He thinks your so beautiful and wants to give you a daughter. He's been looking at cribs online. It's going to break his heart." I hadn't realized how much he wanted to have a baby.

She was dozing in my lap when I see Ellis lift his hand to rub his eye. I jumped up and dumped her in the chair as I grabbed for Ellis' hand.

"Hi sweet, how are you feeling?" Ellis was frowning up at me. Looking around he realized where he was and looked back at me. Ellia had raced upstairs to get Brock.