Thomas Sangster oneshots! (Requests closed)

Baby's in Black, and I'm Feeling Blue

The very first oneshot!!! Thanks to @iambloodyinspired!!

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Annabelle was excited. She was pregnant. She had no clue how to tell Thomas. He always seemed so busy, she thought he wouldn't like the thought. Maybe he'd be excited! She had to keep thinking positively. That was the only way she could function, and keep working.

Annabelle worked as a makeup artist on movie sets, and film lots. She loved her job, but she couldn't really focus on anything! All she could do was count down the moments til she went home to see Thomas!

She was due to have a doctors appointment in a few weeks, and she wanted him to know before she had to go. Suddenly the alarm on her phone told her it was 6:30, time to go home! She quickly packed up her things, and ran out to her small blue car, and turned on the engine.

As soon as she got home she saw Thomas getting out of his car. She practically ran over to him.

"Thomas!" She shouted, sounding extremely winded. He turned to see her right behind him, she was practically glowing.

"Are you alright?" He asked smiling a her. She nodded.

"You'll never guess what happened today!" She panted. He looked at her and chuckled.

"I always guess!" He said laughing, "You know I'll get it this time too, so, you might as well tell me!"

"Just try!" She laughed as they slowly walked up to the front door.

"Uh, you got promoted?" He asked. She shook her head, "You got the biggest piece of cake when you had a party at work?" She shook her head again.

"You're losing your touch!" She laughed she said as she started unlocking the house.

"Please just tell me." He said walking inside the house, and plopping on the couch. He started taking off his shoes.

"Ok," she smiled, and turned toward him, "Thomas," she started, "I'm-" the phone rang, and cut her off. He sighed, and picked it up.

"Yes?" He asked, "Speaking." He said into the phone, "Look, I just got home! I need a short break!" He groaned, "Really?" He asked clearly aggravated, "Cant it wait until after dinner?" He asked, "Alright, that's more like it, see you then." He hung up the phone, "I'm sorry, what was it you were saying?" He asked.

"I'm pregnant." She said. He smiled slowly.

"That's fantastic!" He laughed. She smiled back, and cocked her head to the side.

"Let's go out to celebrate!" She said. He chuckled.

"Alright, but I only have time for dinner!" He laughed.

"Oh! What was that call about then?" She asked.

"Interview." He said. She smiled.

"I'm gonna go get dressed for dinner!" She jumped up, and ran into their room.

~3 months later~

"Thomas!" She called, "I'm leaving for my doctor's appointment!" She walked up to the door, and out to her car. On the way there she played the radio, and enjoyed the ride there. Once she got there she was brought in immediately since there was no one else there on a Saturday morning.

"Hello Ms. Annabelle, how do you feel?" Her OBGYN asked. Annabelle sighed.

"Well..." She pulled her long blonde hair back into a ponytail, "Lately I've been feeling pretty bad, but that's expected, right?" She asked. The Doctor sighed.

"How bad was it?" She asked. Annabelle suddenly gasped. She placed a hand on her slightly bulging stomach. She exhaled slowly.

"That, on a scale from one to ten, that was about a nine." She said quietly.

"Alright, let's do an ultrasound to be sure." She pulled out the little remote thing, and the gel, "it'll be a little warm." She said quietly. She then tried to locate the heartbeat. Nothing. "I'm so sorry." She said, "I'm afraid you've miscarried." Her doctor bit her lip, "There's nothing we can do."

"Look again! The baby moved yesterday!" Annabelle held back tears, "I'm sure you just didn't look hard enough!" Her tears started flowing, "I'm sure he'll be ok!" Annabelle cried as her doctor put the ultrasound machine away.

"I'm sorry." She said, "I'll call it's father if you want." She said. Annabelle shook her head.

"No," she said taking a shakes breath, "I'll tell him." The doctor nodded, and left the room. Annabelle cried uncontrollably for about 15 minutes before getting up, and changing back into her clothes.

On the drive home it was silent except the sounds of Annabelle weeping. Her thoughts began to wander.

What will Thomas say?

She sighed, and straightened her back.

She continued to attempt to be strong til she walked through the front door. There she collapsed on the floor in a puddle of tears. Loud tears. Thomas was at work at the time thankfully, and she didn't have to explain right away, but the time was nearing, and growing idly closer. By the time Thomas got home her tears had nearly disappeared though she was still crying. Thomas' eyes grew wide.

"What happened?" He asked. She sighed, and took a deep breath.

"I went to the doctor today, Thomas, just like you said I ought to do." She looked away, and cried a bit harder, "And she couldn't-" she paused, "There wasn't a heartbeat." She cried into her hands. Thomas wrapped his arms around her.

"Hey," he said, "nothing to worry about!" He smiled, "We can try again! There's always next time." She sighed, and cried a little harder. He sat next to her on the couch, and waited for her to calm down a bit.

"Just think, next time we might have two." He said trying to cheer her up.

"There might not be a next time, Thomas!" His eyes grew wide, "It was hard enough to get pregnant this time! Let alone a second time!" She cried into his shoulder.

"I promise," he said, "whether by adoption, or biological, we will have a baby of our own." She smiled.

"I'm gonna hold you to that." She said quietly.

"Alright." He said in reply.

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