It was the morning before the flight. You had wanted to have a talk with Tom for a while but every time he came home, you would change your mind.
You arranged a final doctors appointment later in the afternoon. Harrison was helping you with it since you were scared and more scared to stress out Tom.
"Ouch." You say as you clutch to the side of the belly. You call Harrison in panic. "Something is happening to the baby.
Late in the evening you sat down with your cold cup of coffee. Tears dripping onto your hands. Harrison was filling the paper works for you. It was that evening that you have learned about the sad news. The baby was gone. "Hey, you can still change your plans and stay back." Harrison says. "It will be too suspicious. Besides, we leave tomorrow morning. I'll be fine." You say assuring him. "Anything happens. You call me okay? I know Tom has been in a scary mood lately." Harrison says.
"When were you going to tell me you are pregnant?" Tom asks sitting across from where you stood. You were a little taken back by his question. Guilt and pain rushing through you as you think of telling him the news. "What do you mean?" You ask a little confused. "Okay. When were you going to tell me about the baby?" He asks again rephrasing the question. "There's no baby." You say holding back the tears. "Oh. Okay. Then why were there the doctors reports and the mini converses?" He questions resting his hands on his hips and looking at you. You sat looking down your hand avoiding to answer him. "When were you going to tell me about the baby? Is it not mine?" He asks to which you get up to answer him. "I lost the baby." You say loudly bursting into tears as you leave the room.
It was raining heavily and the woods were looking scary. It was cold and you only had a t shirt on with a pair of shorts. You stand on the porch by the little steps that ran up the stairs. You wanted to run to the pathway and get wet in the rain. Anything to be away from there. Every time the lightening lit the area you would hug yourself.
Back inside the house Tom was standing still trying to process what you had just told him. He had so many questions to ask. The time you found out. How many months it was. When the sad news happened. Who else knew about it. Sighing he turns towards the window to find you standing in the cold rain. He takes a blanket and slowly walks towards you.
"I don't want you to catch a cold." He calmly says placing the blanket over your shoulders. "Want to go inside? I'll make you a cup of tea?" He says when you didn't talk to him. You still stand quietly thinking to yourself.
He walks back inside returning with two cups of tea. "I have got a lot to ask you but I want to give you time to tell me the whole story. I just want to be there for you and I can only do that better if you tell me." Tom says. He places the two cups on the small round side table next to some chairs on the porch. "I found out yesterday." You say. The wind making you shiver little as it hits the dried tears on your face. "We could have stayed back for a while." Tom says. "That would only make the filming schedule chaotic than it already is." You say teary eyed.
"You think the mini converses idea is too old?" You ask Harrison as he was going through some baby clothes. "I think it would look cute. How about mini vans then?" He asks with his eyes focused on an onesie. You were helping him shop for a friends baby shower. "When is your baby shower going to be?" He questions. "You want to throw me one?" You ask jokingly. "I would be delighted to." Harrison says with a small laugh. "Balloons. No wait. A mini Spiderman suit. Yes, definitely that." He says earning a laugh from you.
"Harrison knows about it. Doesn't he?" Tom questions as he sees you struggling to talk about the topic. You slowly nod your head. He felt bad for the way he had reacted earlier but sits calmly as you watched the rain pour down. He kisses the side of your forehead as he gets up to go inside.
After a while you join Tom inside to see him get off the phone. "Harrison will be here in the morning to pick you up." He says. "Why?" you question. "For you to get rest. Take some time for yourself. Wouldn't home make you feel better? With my annoying self not around for a while?" He says. "No. It's alright." You reply. "He wants to come anyways." Tom says with a little shrug.
"I'll put away the gifts before you come. I will arrange it all so don't worry." Harrison says assuring you as sit quietly sobbing on the hospital bed. "If you want me to be there when you tell Tom, I will be there." He says continuing with hope to make you feel less stressed now.
Harrison was there in the morning. Tom had talked to him about everything. "Morning, love." Tom says greeting you. Harrison gives you a soft smile. They were all sat at the table for breakfast. "Got you your favourite." Tom says as he poured tea in your cup. "I didn't know that place opened at that hour. If I had known, I'd go there at that time." Harrison says with a chuckle.
"I'll see you guys after the scenes today." Tom says getting up to leave. "I'm joining you." You say about to get up. "Finish your breakfast first and then join me?" He says to which you nod.
Once Tom was gone, Harrison speaks. "Umm, the doctors called." He begins to speak but sits quietly not wanting to say what he had to say. "Yes?" You question rather nervously. "Um, they got one report done later and they found it later." He says. Your palms began to get sweaty as you wait on what he had more to say.
[Part 3?]
