Our Infinity (A Ross lynch fanfiction)

All For Nothing?

Emily's pov

I had barely any sleep last night due to constant cramping in my belly. Casey said it was all normal and could be early signs of labour. I tried to keep quiet so I didn't wake Ross. As soon as sunlight hits the window I get up. I am starving. I go downstairs to the kitchen. I quickly pull out some plain lays chips and grab the chocolate syrup and pour it over the top. I sit on the barstool to eat it. Ross stumbles down after maybe ten minutes. He walks into the kitchen and I start cracking up laughing. "I know my shirts hilarious right?" He asks me pointing to his shirt. He is wearing a shirt that says 'stop making stupid people famous.' I nod and continue laughing.

We go into the living area and turn the tv on to Disney channel. I feel a warm liquid run down my leg. I look down thinking my water has broken but instead I see blood seeping through my pants and begin to feel intense cramps in my belly. "Uhm Ross" I say starting to cry "what's wrong?" he asks as he looks over and quickly jumps up at the sight. "What is that? What's going on" he says running over to me. "We have to go now" I yell. "Shit" he responds and grabs our hospital bag. We both head out to his car and start driving. He dials Casey's number on the way and she says she will meet us at the hospital. "I'll message the others when we get there since they're not up yet" Ross says driving faster "owwwwe" I scream "shh baby it's okay you're alright" he whispers rubbing my thigh, not caring about the blood on his hands. "Faster please" I yell and he speeds up a little bit. After a painful fifteen minute car drive we are here. Ross carries me in along with the bag and quickly tells the lady. She brings out a wheelchair and takes me to the labour and delivery suite where Casey is standing. I am crying. It hurts so bad.

Ross helps me get into a gown so Casey can examine me. "Honey, it's okay, let me pop a monitor on and listen to baby" Casey says as I nod and continue crying. She feels my belly and then starts moving the monitor around to try and find the heartbeat. After five minutes of trying she informs me she will be back with an ultrasound machine. Soon she comes back with a doctor and they begin the ultrasound. He pulls up the monitor and I see an expression of sadness come across his face. I look at him confused. He walks away and has a quick conversation with Casey. They come back and the doctor sits down at the edge of bed. "What's wrong" I yell in pain demanding an answer "I'm really sorry guys, we are unable to find the baby's heartbeat" the doctor replies sympathetically. "What the hell do you mean" I yell again. I look to Ross who has his head in his hands. "It means your baby has unfortunately passed away" Casey says as tears sting my eyes. I scream again in pain, physically and emotionally. I can hear Ross sobbing quietly next to me. "You mean this was all for nothing" I ask myself feeling confused. I scream in pain again and grunt. Casey lifts the gown and states she can see the baby's head. Ross wipes his face and comes over next to my bed and grabs my hand. I look away from him. Is this my fault? I think to myself. Casey tells me to push down but I refuse. Ross grabs my face making me look in his eyes "push baby, come on" he says, his voice cracking. I focus on him and begin pushing down. Many pushes later, intense pain, screaming and crying and I feel a wave of relief as the pain suddenly stops.  "Sweetie I'm so sorry, do you want to hold him?"  She asks, tears flowing out of my eyes, I nod and lean into Ross's chest. She places the little boy on my chest. He looks so peaceful. I just lost my baby. Our baby. How did I not realize something was wrong. Casey walks away. I look up at Ross who is smiling down at our little boy. Reece Ricky Lynch. "I'm so sorry" I say, tears in my eyes as he shakes his head "this is not your fault my girl" he replies, kissing my head as tears fall from my eyes.

We are sitting here in silence. I don't even know how long we've been here. The door opens and Rydel comes into the room. "oh my, you had the baby?" She asks excited, a huge smile on her face. Ross shakes his head at her as she comes over confused. She looks over at my chest and down to Reece. "He's gone Del" I whisper to her. "No he's not, no he's not, why? Get a doctor. Somebody help" She screams, crying. Her state escalates my emotions and I begin sobbing loudly and holding my baby tighter. Riker and Stormie run in and grab Rydel and drag her out. Then the room goes silent again, the only noise being Ross and I's sobs. I hand Reece over to Ross who holds him tightly and kisses his forehead. How could this happen to us? We did everything right. Casey walks back in a short while later. "Casey" I say softly as she walks over "is it my fault?" I ask as she quickly shakes her head. "No sweetie, no these things, unfortunately, they just happen, it's no one's fault" she replies sympathetically as I nod. I ask her to let the others come in and hold the baby before the doctors take him. One by one everybody comes in and gives us their condolences, holding back tears and trying to be strong for us. Rydel never comes back. It has been around four hours now since I had given birth and Casey said it is time if we are ready. We all give Reece one last kiss then watch her walk away with him.

The others leave the room after that. I stand up not even caring about the pain in my crotch, throw myself on the ground and break down into my knees. I feel Ross's strong arms wrap around my body as I cry into his warm chest. "Shhh it's okay baby" he whispers, he is still crying. We just lost our baby boy. "I just want to go home" I yell back, my voice breaking, he nods. He tells Riker. Casey comes back in a few minutes later and looks at Ross and I in each other's arms on the floor. I see a tear fall down her face but she quickly wipes it and walks over. "Em, they said you wanted to go home?" She asks as I nod. "Okay I'll get the discharge paperwork ready" she says before walking out again.

Soon she comes back and hands me a form. She explains I can go home but makes me aware to look out for irregular bleeding and that I will have to come back if I am concerned. Ross drives us home, his hand on my thigh. Just Ross and I in the car, surrounded by deafening silence. Once we get home we walk past the quiet chatter in the living room where everyone is and go up into our room. We both just fall on the bed, I crawl over to Ross and lay on his chest. Again, no  talking. Quiet whimpers occasionally escape from each of our mouths.

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