~Adam's pov~
I felt two sets of hand grab my arms and pull me up. I felt like dying. Jesse walked me down the hall. As we stood in front of her door he turned to me, "did you even hear the nurse?" He asked. I shook my head and walked into the room scared of what I'd find. I shut the door behind me leaving Jesse outside. "Ana?" I said softly, barely above a mumble. She looked up at me, tears flowing down her face. "Adam!" She sobbed and I ran to the bed and crawled in as she made space. I held her both of us crying, "I.. I lost the baby" she sobbed into my chest. The nights events rushed through my head and it made sense. I kissed her head, "I know baby, it's okay" we cried together for a while before getting ourselves together when the guys came in. When the nurse told us it was time to say goodbye, Ana begged her to let me stay. She agreed and I walked the guys out.
"We called Shawn, he rescheduled all the shows for the next month and is putting out an announcement for the fans later today. James called management at the voice and explained what is going on and they agreed that one of us could replace you for a while if it became necessary." Jesse explained. I nodded not caring at the moment. "It's okay man, you can try again" Mickey said. "Yea I know" I said. They said goodbye and I went back with Ana.
*2 months later*
I came straight home after my morning of interviews and called out to Ana. There was no answer. I sighed and dropped my stuff on the table and went upstairs. I walked into our bedroom and saw it was still in complete darkness. I crawled back into bed and wrapped my arms around her. "Hey babe" I said kissing her softly. "Hey" she said. This was killing me, I didn't know what to do to help her through this. She was having a really hard time with this and there want much I could do. "How are you doing babe?" I asked brushing her hair out of her face. "You think I'm crazy don't you" she said looking up at me. I shook my head, "no, I think you're depressed and you need to talk to someone." I said carefully trying not to say she needs to talk to someone who could prescribe medication. "I know, I'm sorry I've been ignoring you for months now, and this isn't easy on you either and the media has been all over this and the shows and Cassie and Kelsey have been swamped with work..." She was rambling and talking so quickly I had to stop her. I kissed her lightly caressing her cheek. When I pulled away I saw her tears. "Talk to me baby, without speeding through, relax." She took a deep breath, "I just feel like I'm not good enough for anyone. I wasn't good enough for my ex because I was raped and I feel like I'm onto good enough for you because I can't even carry our baby to term. Hell i was never suppose to be able to get pregnant after my rape. I just want some normalcy. I want to feel happy again, I don't want you walking on eggshells around me, I want the life I had before all of this, I just want to be married to you and be happy." She said looking up at me. "First of all you are good enough for me. You are everything I want in life, that's why I married you. As for the baby, we can try again and the fact that you did get pregnant means those doctors were wrong all that time ago, it happens sometimes. That doesn't make you a bad person. It's hard to accept but you gotta push through it and try to forget, no matter how much it hurts." I said knowing it probably didn't help. "Baby can we try again?" She asked sounding hesitant. Trying to make her laugh, "oh of course, every single night, even during the day if you want" I winked. She smiled some and kissed me, and for the first time since she lost the baby I felt like I had my wife back.
~Analise's pov~
True to his word Adam and I tried every night until my test came back positive. We agreed though that we weren't going to tell anyone, not even family, until we were sure I would carry to term, or I started to show, which ever came first. We tried for 3 years, all ending with the same result, I miscarried before my second trimester. By my 5th miscarriage we decided we were done, it would just be the two of us. I was 23 and I couldn't handle it anymore the depression was killing me, and Adam was 37, and although he wanted kids he was satisfied with just a wife and a career in the music industry.
*3 years later*
"Come on baby, come out here" Adam said. Those words made me smile and the audience went silent waiting to see what would happen next. I stood on the right wing of the stage watching. Adam was kneeling on the stage now and people were awwing. "Haha everyone this beautiful girl here is the light of my life, don't tell my wife," he joked happily. "Say hi Jaz?" He asked picking up the little girl. She giggled and hid her face in his neck. "No, okay. Wanna sing with daddy?" He asked moving her to his sit on his waist. She nodded quickly. "What song?" He asked his smile growing wider. "She will be loved" she said in a soft voice. He laughed. "You and your mother with that song" he laughed shaking his head. Nonetheless the guys played my favorite song as I watched my husband and daughter sing in front of the 50,000 people that filled the arena. He laughed as she sang the chorus perfectly.
As the song ended I went out to get her and kissed Adam. He kissed me and Jaz letting us leave so he could finish his set and I could put her to bed, letting Kelsey watch her while I finished getting pictures.
After his set we curled up in our bed on the new bus, Jaz sleeping between us. Adam played with her hair as he kissed me. "I love you Analise" he whispered. "And I love you too baby girl," he whispered kissing Jaz as she curled up against him. I smiled, "I love you too Adam. And Jaz".
So yes Adam and I got our little girl the same year we decided we weren't going to do it anymore. She was 2 months early and they said she wouldn't make it. She proved them wrong, Adam says she's a fighter like me, but I said it was because of his lyrics, they got me through the hardest time of my life and they got her through her first 2 months, either way we are just glad that after all of the trouble we had trying we finally got our little girl. She'll never have siblings but we're okay with that. Jasmine is the light of our life and we couldn't be happier. Adam's career is still just as crazy and my business has picked up greatly, but I still tour with Adam and Jaz, and she loves that her "daddy makes so many people happy when he sings".
So maybe we didn't have a fairy tale romance but it was amazing and challenging and exciting and I wouldn't trade any part of it. So to be corny and quote my husband, fair tales are full of shit, but I'll take a screwed up love story anytime.
The End!
