Zion and I have been trying to have kids for almost 2 years now. I've been pregnant twice but I miscarried both. I'm pregnant again and now we are at the doctors for the 1 month checkup.
"Okay Mr. and Mrs, are you guys ready?" Doctor Watson smiles at us.
"Yes" Zion answers for both of us. He places his hand on my shoulder for comfort, he knows how nervous I am.
I flinch when the doctor puts the gel on my stomach, Zion just kisses my hand every so often to let me know everything is going to be fine. "It's a bit cold" the doctor chuckled.
"Yeah," I mumble. He rubs the gel around with the ultrasound stick, then moves it around my lower belly.
"Hmmm," he says as nothing comes up on the screen. My heart begins to break. He moves it for a bit longer and sighs "I'm so very sorry"
A loud sob escapes my lips and I hide my face in my hands. I can't believe this is happening again. I'm a horrible wife, I can't even give Zion what he wants. I'm crying too hard to register what is happening but I feel a familiar pair of arms around me. As I am lifted into someone's warm lap.
Zions scent engulfs me and I burrow into his chest, letting my waterfall of tears soak his t-shirt. I faintly hear his soft whisper in my ear but the sound of my loud sobs take over.
"Love-" his voice breaks. "Look at me."
"I'm so sorry Zion!" I wail, keeping my face in his chest. "It's all my fault I'm not good enough for you, I can't even give you what you want." I cry harder into his chest.
"Look" his voice is very stern. His fingers grasp my chin and he lifts my head so I can look at him. "Don't ever say that again. You're absolutely amazing and I am the luckiest man alive to have the honor of calling you my wife."
He cups my cheeks and wipes away my tears. I lean into him as much more as I can, just wanting to be held by his warm embrace. I just feel so awful, Zion has always been excited about having kids and I can't even give that to him. He was 100% positive it was gonna be a boy, so he can dress him and teach him how to dance like him and the boys.
"None of this is your fault" he whispers kissing the top of my head.
"It must not be meant to be, but that doesn't mean we won't be parents. There are many other ways. Or we can pass by the playground and pick up a kid" he smiles trying to lighten up the mood
I snorted at his joke and wipe my nose as it was running from me crying so much.
"I'm not sure if I want them to have your genes. You're grody"
"Now you take that back right now mister," I smiled at him.
"Never" he shouts. I grabbed the edge of his shirt and bring it up to my nose. "Please don't do it. I'm sorry you're beautiful"
I laughed and softly kissed him. "Lets go home" I finally whispered.
Zion carries my into the house bridal style after we parked in our garage. He then takes me up to our room and gently lays me on the bed. I stayed still only moving my head and eyes as he slipped off my shoes for me.
After he crawls in bed and cuddles into my side as I play with his dreads.
"I love you Y/N" he whispered
"I know and I love you Zion" I replied and kissed his nose as sleep soon took over.
