His Abused and Depressed Mate

Miscarriage

Chris' POV & Nine Days Later

I held Athena's back as she wept, "Chris, why isn't anything happening?" she asked and looked down at her belly. She's scared that something has happened to our unborn baby,

"Want to get a check up?" I offer. She nodded and wiped her tears. It pained me to see her cry, especially over something as important as this. We have both healed completely and the travel home was quickly over. Athena stood up from the living room, then walked to the front door. I feared for what I thought may have happened. We walked to the Packhouse and went to see if the doctor was in, which he was. He told Athena to change into the hospital garb as he left the room,

"Chris, I'm scared," she told me as she slipped her shirt off,

"Honestly, so am I," I replied. She took the rest of her clothes off and put the little dress on. Damn, she can wear anything and she's gorgeous. 

The doctor walked in about five minutes later and took an ultrasound. He made a sour face and typed something into the computer, "What is it?" I asked. He pulled me out of the room,

"Alpha, I will need to take an x-ray before the ultrasound will work. There's something wrong with her bones," he told me,

"What do you mean? Is the baby okay?" I demanded to know,

"Like I said, I need to take an X-ray before we know I-" he was cut off by screaming. Athena's screaming. I rushed in and saw blood drip from in between her thighs,

"Chris? What's going on? Oh, my God!" she crawled back and that's when I saw how much blood there actually was, "I-Is my baby..." she trailed off and cried harder than I have ever seen her cry. She had blood on her hands and all over her lower body. I ran over and held her cheek,

"Doc, what the Hell is going on?" I asked,

"She will need surgery immediately! You must go, Alpha!" he attempted to push me out,

"What- No! I'm not leaving her!" I yelled,

"Alpha, you must leave," he put an oxygen mask on Athena. Her body became limp and lifeless as she breathed in that toxic air, "Do you want to see her organs?" he asked. I stayed silent, don't think of it. Don't think of it. "I thought so, now please," He took her to the operating room. I felt my heart drop as he took her away from me. I'm so confused. That all happened so fast. I stomped over to my office and locked the door. I walked to the liquor cabinet and opened a bottle of Jack Daniels, then took a sorrowful chug.

Twelve Hours Later

I rushed downstairs after the doctor told me Athena's surgery finished up. I grabbed a bouquet of flowers on my way there, just in case she needed cheering up. I walked down the halls and hesitantly opened her room door, she was laying with her back towards me, "Hey, baby. How are you feeling?" I asked while putting the flowers in a vase. She remained silent but let out a small sniffle, "Did it go over okay?" I asked and walked towards her. She kept quiet and pulled the blanket over her shoulder. I sat at her feet and gently caressed her thigh,

"It's gone," she mumbled, "and it's all my fault."

"What do you mean?" I questioned, 

"T-the baby's gone a-and I couldn't do anything about it..." she started crying,

"That's okay. We have a baby already," I reply, trying not to sound heartbroken,

"Chris, you don't understand. It's my fault it won't experience a life! Just because I'm not healthy enough!" she turned away from me and silently wept, making me feel numb.

"Athena, it's not your fault," I tried to convince her,

"Yes, it is! I'm too weak to carry a child! It's all my fault," she cried out. I walked over to the other side of the bed and grabbed her hand,

"You are NOT weak! You're the strongest person I know!" I crouched down to her face, "We will make it through this,"

"You don't know how hard it is to have lost two children! I-I can't do this any longer," she told me,

"Don't say that," I replied. She took my hand closer to her face and cried, "You should rest, okay? I love you," I gently ran my fingers through her hair,

"Please don't go," she whispered,

"I won't, but I need to talk to the doctor real quick, okay?" I kissed her forehead and walked out. I stood in the hall, waiting for the doctor. 

About five minutes later, he came to check on Athena, "Doc, can you do anything to help her?" I asked,

"She's just not healthy enough. At this weight, if she bears another child, there's a chance of her dying," he told me,

"Well then get every single doctor in the fucking universe, and help her to get healthy! I am NOT going to fucking lose her!" I yelled at him,

"Alpha, you need to calm down. She's just too small to hold a child, I'm sorry," he walked into her room and took a quick blood sample,

"C-can we go home?" Athena asked the doctor,

"We have to do two more tests, then you can go home," he told us. I helped Athena sit up, then I sat at her feet. The room is plain- gray walls, faded green sheets, a covered window, the small beeping from Athena's heart beat. Athena tucked her knees up to her chest and quietly cried,

"Baby, it wasn't your fault-" I stopped in my sentence as I realized the horrible truth, "I'm the one who killed the baby..." I whispered. If I didn't squish her and bruise her and hurt her at the cabin, the baby would be okay,

"No, you didn't. Don't talk lies," she squeezed my hand,

"I did. Holy shit, Athena, I killed our baby," I hunched over and laid my head in my hands,

"Chris, you didn't do anything wrong, unless there's something wrong with your, um, s-"

"Remember when you told me you were pregnant? That day, I hugged you too tightly a-a-and.... I killed our child. Please forgive me! It was an accident I-I swear!" I started breathing heavily before she placed her hand on my shoulder,

"It's not your fault, don't blame it on yourself," she slowly and carefully made her way beside me, "It's not your fault," she whispered before wrapped her arms around me. I carefully set her on my lap and hugged her. She was still very teary, but she was trying not to cry,

"It's okay if you cry," I whispered,

"No, it's not. That proves my weakness," she replied. I caressed her back,

"Just because you cry, doesn't mean you're weak, baby. It proves that you have a good heart," I told her. It's true, people cry when their hearts can't take the happiness or pain. We stayed in that position, each other's enfold, for several minutes,

"Chris, is one kid even enough?" she nuzzled her head closer to mine,

"One kid is perfect as long as I have you,"

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Sorry, this chap is shorter.

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