You'll Never Stand Alone

Chapter 9

(A few weeks later)

The production had moved from Lake Tahoe, to Miami for filming at the Fontainebleau Hilton Hotel. Instead of feeling better to be away from the chilly weather into a warm climate, Whitney started to feel rather bad. She went through her day as normal, silently citing to herself that it was probably the symptoms of the first trimester pregnancy. However, she started to feel worse as time went on. Luckily, it was not a heavily shooting day for her, so she was able to hide out a little bit.

Later on that night as Whitney rested alone in her trailer, she began to cramp and leak very badly. She knew at the point that something wasn't right. She immediately called her mother. "Ma, I think I'm losing the baby!" she blurted out as soon as Cissy answered the phone. "Oh Lord, Nippy had do you feel?" Whitney described the symptoms and Cissy advised her daughter to get to the hospital immediately. She told her that she would be on the next plane to see her. Once they hung up, Whitney was hesitant to call the ambulance as this was cause havoc around the set. Reluctantly, she reached for the phone and dialed out to Kevin's trailer.

Kevin had just hung up the phone after getting into another heated argument with his wife Katie. She was once again complaining over things that didn't make any sense to him. It was becoming more and more evident that nothing he could do would please her and he was getting to the point of being fully over her antics. She never seemed to listen anymore, and felt as if the entire world was against what she felt that she was entitled to and "needed". Katie had ended up being a completely different person and not the same woman that he had fell in love with and married years ago.

His phone suddenly rang again. Kevin debated on picking it up, knowing that it was likely Katie to ramble on about more nonsense. A few seconds later, he snatched up the phone. "Listen Katie, if you are calling back to yell at me and complain about nothing, then I'm just gonna hang right up again!" "Kevin? It's me, Whitney". Both Kevin's face and tone significantly softened once he heard Whitney's usually weak voice. "I'm so sorry." He started, slightly embarrassed. "Is everything alight?" "No" Whitney said, barely above a whisper. "Can you take me to the hospital?" Kevin sat up and immediately put on his jacket. "I'm getting ready now. What's going on? Are you feeling sick or something?" There was a few seconds of silence before Whitney told him that she believed that she was having a miscarriage. "Wow" Kevin couldn't help but say out loud. That's why she was acting slightly off, because she was pregnant he thought to himself. "Okay, well keep calm. I'll be right over to come and get you. And don't worry, I won't say a word to anyone." Whitney breathed a sigh of relief at his kindness. "Thank you so much Kevin." "I'll be right over" he assured her.

Once Kevin got her to hospital as confidently got her checked in, he waited for hours to get the results of Whitney's condition. Once the doctor came out, he was a bit surprised just to see Kevin sitting in the waiting room. The doctor introduced himself and gave him a little update on Whitney's condition. "Ms. Houston gave me permission to let you know on what is going on with her. Unfortunately, she did suffer a miscarriage. She was just a little under two months." Kevin rubbed his hands together. "Oh no. I hope it had nothing to do with her filming and everything." The doctor shook his head. "Her making a movie could have played a factor in this, as well as other stressors. However, lots of women experience miscarriage for natural reasons. Some may not even know that they are having one. Kevin nodded, taking all of the information in. "Is it okay if I see her? I know her family is on their way and I just wanna let her know that I am here for her too."

The doctor beckoned his hand. "Yes, she was just saying that she wanted to see you and thank you for taking her here." Kevin followed the doctor into the room. Whitney looked tired, but still pretty as she sipped on some soda and flipped through the television. "Hey there honey" Kevin said endearingly as he sat some flowers next to her. Whitney looked up and gave a sad smile. "Hey, my bodyguard. Grab a seat." Kevin sat next to her bed. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "I'm okay." Tears began to form in her eyes. Disappointment and guilt began to flood her mind. She prayed that her little habit didn't have a play into what had just happened. She had quit everything once she found out, but she wasn't sure if anything beforehand could have affected her pregnancy "Listen, Whitney, I'm sorry that this had to happen to you." He told her. "And don't worry, I'll tell the directors what's going on so we can hold off on production as long as we need to." "Thanks. For everything." Whitney said as she wiped her eyes. "You didn't have to do what you did. And I appreciate you for keeping everything private." "I'm just glad you're okay." Kevin simply told her. "This is an unbelievably hard thing that you are going through. But know that this will pass and that I'm here for you." Tears spilled out of her almond eyes. She couldn't believe how compassionate he was "Thank you Kevin. I don't know what I would have done if you weren't there for me."

Kevin grabbed some tissue and wiped her fragile face. For some reason, he felt this natural inclination to protect Whitney. He had this desire to guard her and make her truly happy. He wasn't sure that Bobby was doing the job, but he dare not ask. As if she read his mind, Whitney asked, "Kevin do you mind staying with me until my family gets here? I really don't want to be alone." Kevin grabbed her hand and squeezed it, giving her the assurance that she needed to let her know that he would stay by her side. He held her hand as they talked and Whitney drifted off to sleep.

Yo! Where is she?! Bobby screeched as he followed an annoyed Cissy and John Houston down the hall towards Whitney's room. "Room 515. This has to be it." Cissy said as they went in the room. They found a slumbering Whitney and a dozing Kevin sitting next to her. "Say. What is he doing here?!" Bobby wasted no time getting to the point. Kevin woke up upon hearing that. "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Houston. Bobby." He shook her parents' hands and nodded to Bobby. The doctors gave her some pain medicine and she's been sleeping for a few hours pretty well from what I could tell." "Thank you Mr. Costner, for taking care of Nippy. Bringing her here and everything" John said. "Yes we appreciate you making sure she got here" Cissy echoed. "I wouldn't have done it any other way. And please, call me Kevin." Kevin told him. Bobby scratched his head and, smacked his lips and looked the other way. "Yeah, well, we are here now, so you can leave now Mr. Costner." "Bobby!" Cissy hissed, not playing any games. Kevin put on his jacket. I better out of here before I do something that I regret "I was on my way out anyway. I'll take care of everything on set. Like I told Whitney. Let me know of know how she is doing." After giving Bobby an "I'm not afraid of you" stare, he bid his goodbyes and left. I know you can't help who you fall in love with, but what can this dude offer her? He couldn't help but question to himself.