Bring Honor to the Alpha

Chapter 22

---Alivia---

It was December 10th and Riley and I were out Christmas shopping.  "Did you get me anything for Christmas?"

"Maybe."  he said.

"I was going to get you something."

"You don't have to."

"I want to but I can't with you following me."

"All  I need is a healthy you and a healthy baby, and a healthy Jessica."  he said pressing a kiss to my cheek.

"I need to get you something."

"You'll end up using it anyways.  So whatever works."  He said.

On December 12, Riley was on his way home from class and I was dealing with a large amount of pain.  I called my dad.  "Hello?"

"Daddy?"

"Alivia, what's wrong honey?"

"I need help."

"I'll be right there.  What's wrong?"

"I think I'm losing the baby."  I whispered.

---Brad---

I looked up at Trina.  "What?"

"I'll be right there.  Call Riley tell him to meet us at the hospital."

"Okay."  Alivia said.

At the hospital, "Brad tell me what's going on."  Trina said.

"Alivia said that she thinks she's losing the baby.  I don't know for sure what's going on."

Riley came running down the hallway.  "Daddy!"  he picked up Jessica.

"What's going on?  Where's Ali?"

"The doctor's with her right now."

"Why isn't anyone with her?"

"Son, we have to stay out here."

"Where's your mom and dad?"

"They got stuck in traffic after the meeting.  I told them I would call them as soon as we found out what's wrong."

An hour later, Dr. Richardson came down the hallway.  He removed his gloves and mask.  Riley looked up from his folded hands.  He stood up.  "I'm sorry son.  We couldn't save the baby."

"And Ali?"

"She's very upset right now.  She's only wants you to go in there."

"Will you call my mom and tell her?  She's probably clutching her phone by now."  Riley said.  I could tell that the news hurt him.  He went into Ali's room and stayed there for the rest of the evening.

---Alivia---

Riley kept apologizing because he wasn't home with me.  He felt so bad about the baby.  He was holding me in his arms.  My arms clutching his left arm.  My head resting on his shoulder.  His free hand rubbed by back.