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THE LOVE

Elijah?" called Elena from the bathroom off the kitchen, where Elijah was making dinner.

"Hmm?" he mumbled, tasting the sauce he'd been trying to get right. "More salt," he said to himself, reaching for the seasoning on the counter to his left.

"Elijah!" Elena repeated, this time louder and more urgently. "You. . . you should see this."

Alarmed by Elena's tone, Elijah dropped the wooden spoon into the pot of spaghetti sauce and hurried to the bathroom. Elena sat on the edge of the tub, holding something in her hand, her expression unreadable. She looked up as Elijah entered the room, her eyes quickly becoming watery.

"What? What's wrong?" Elijah asked, confused and worried. It wasn't often that Elena cried, but when she did, it felt as if Elijah's heart was ripping in two. Naturally, her tears set him on edge, making his heart beat faster and his eyes widen. Elena held out the object she had in her hand, turning it around for Elijah to see.

Oh, no, thought Elijah. It was a pregnancy test. Elena's tears could only mean one thing. Elijah steeled himself as his eyes found the tiny screen that would tell him if Elena was pregnant or not. His eyes narrowed, focusing on the miniscule print on the screen.

"Holy –" he muttered, his eyes nearly bugging out of their sockets as he took in the word on the screen. He looked up into Elena's face for confirmation.

She nodded, the tears falling. "I'm pregnant," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

"You're pregnant," repeated Elijah. It was so surreal. "You're pregnant," he said again, this time more loudly, with more force. He laughed slightly manically, lifting Elena up off the tub surround and holding her close to him.

"Oh, Elijah," sniffed Elena. "I'm so happy!" She gripped him closer to her, laughing as she cried tears of joy.

Elijah pulled Elena away, holding her far enough away to see her face. "You're going to be such an amazing mother," he said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"And you'll be the greatest dad in the world," she replied, reaching up to kiss him

Elena sat on the sofa, staring blankly off into space. The sight of her was heartbreaking, considering she hadn't moved in two days. Her cheeks were stained with tears, but it seemed that she'd finally cried herself out. There was nothing left in her, none of the old, playful, lively Elena that Elijah missed so desperately. He would sit with her, ask her if there was anything she needed, anything he could do, but she would just shake her head minutely. It had been only two days since Elena and Elijah found out she'd lost the baby, and Elijah couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel. People told them it would get better, that they'd try again, but the only thing on Elijah's mind was Elena and her distress. Of course, Elijah was devastated himself, but he had to push those emotions away and focus on Elena. She hadn't even started to show yet when she screamed for Elijah from the bathroom. Blood. It was all Elijah could remember. He held her closely until the paramedics arrived, rushing Elena to the hospital, but it had been too late. The doctor had told them that it must not have been meant to be. Upon seeing the look on Elena's face at that statement, Elijah stood up and punched the doctor in the jaw. "It wasn't meant to be" was absolutely the last thing Elena and Elijah had wanted to hear. Though the doctor had reassured them that it wasn't anything Elena had done wrong, Elena was blaming herself.

Elijah stood up from the couch, Elena still unmoving, and went to the kitchen and filled a glass with icy water. "You need to drink something," he told Elena quietly. She shook her head, but Elijah insisted. "For me?" he asked, his voice strained with emotion. How he hated seeing her like this! He wished there was something he could do for her, but the nurse at the hospital told him that grieving was necessary, and the only thing he could do was make sure she kept hydrated and nourished.