Eleven

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There was complete silence as Dimitris stared at Natalia with incomprehension in his dark eyes.

    "What are you talking about?"

    "The baby was...was..." Her voice began to wobble. What words could she probably use that wouldn't insult the memory of that little scrap? "They did...tests. They said that he had a genetic abnormality. Something was wrong with his chromosomes and that was why it had happened. That his conditions was not..." She sucked in a shuddering breath as the corrosive truth came out in a bitter rush. "Was not compatible with life."

    There was a long, disbelieving pause while he looked at her as if he'd never really seen her before. "And why the hell didn't you tell me, Nat? A secret as big as this and yet you kept it from me?"

    Pain ripped through her. And guilt. So much guilt. "Because you were'nt there to tell!" She shook her head. "Oh, I'm not blaming you for the fact that a volcanic ash cloud brought the global aviation system grinding to a halt -- even you couldn't overcome that. But I was having difficulty getting my own head around what the doctors had told me and when you got back you were so...distant."

    "Because I didn't know what to say," he gritted out.

    "I know that!" Her voice was wobbling now. Didn't he see? Didn't he understand that there was a reason she had spared him the bitter truth? "But I also knew you wanted another baby. And that's the bottom line. Because i can't give you that baby, Dimitris."

    He was staring at her warily, as if he wasn't quite sure what she might do next. "I still don't understand where you're going with this," he said.

    "Don't you? It's very simple." She took a deep breath which seemed to scorch it's way right doen into the base of her lungs. "The reason our baby died was my fault, okay? It was my fault. Do you understand now?"

    He shook his head. "You can't know that!"

    "Yes! Yes, I can!" Natalia dug her nails I her palms wishing that she could just close her lips and refuse to say any more because it was so painful. But she knew she could not let this go until he accepted the truth. Because she owed him that. He needed to understand that there was no magic wand to give him what he had always wanted. "The doctors told me that you can change a lot of things -- but you can't change your genetic make-up. And there's something in me which makes it impossible to carry a baby to term. Don't you hear what I'm saying, Dimitris? That I'm damaged goods and I'll never be able to guarantee you the son and heir you've always longed for."

    "You're not damaged," he ground out. "You're whole and you're beautiful -- inside and out!"

    He moved to hold her but she held up her hand to stop him. "No I'm not. I wish i was, but I'm not." She backed away from him, wanting to put physical distance between them. Terrified that if she didn't she would weaken and she loved him too much to short-change him for the rest of his life. "This is your let-out clause, Dimitris, don't you see? Don't let some misplaced sense of loyalty or pride make you feel you've got to make it work with me. Dont allow my physical shortcomings to crush your dreams. Go away and find another woman -- the right kind of woman -- and have a baby with her."

    His breathing was rapid and his eyes were glittering with a hectic green fire but the words he bit out were strong and steady. "And what if I told you that I want you, anyways? That, contrary to your ridiculously low self-esteem might tell you, I did not marry you because you were a 'brood mare'? I married you because I loved you. I still do."

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